Monday 16 August 2010

You make me cry,
I'm slowly dying on the inside,
Wishing I could see beyond the glimmer of your eyes,
They tell me lies,

Your voice so soft your words so sweet,
Beautiful to me,
Your lips speak of wondrous things,
Your words are lies,



All you promised will never happen,


Your face is like a vision to me,



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