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The Lie
To try and try...
Not just standing by.
To wonder why?
With open eye..
To sit and cry..
Asking how or why..
It could just simply die.
To never understand why.
Left wanting to die.
Love... must be a lie.
Not just standing by.
To wonder why?
With open eye..
To sit and cry..
Asking how or why..
It could just simply die.
To never understand why.
Left wanting to die.
Love... must be a lie.
Published 21st Jan 2016
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21st Jan 2016 5:28pm
Love ..... must be a forensic detective, because it can expose a lie quicker than it can hide one. :)
I found this ink to be refreshing, if that makes any sense......
I found this ink to be refreshing, if that makes any sense......
22nd Jan 2016 2:28am
Ms. Rain,
I am so happy that you decided to drop by and leave a warm smile. I really don't know where I was going with this. Emotions are so complicated and yet so basic to who we are. I thank you for leaving a comment on this little write.
Keith
I am so happy that you decided to drop by and leave a warm smile. I really don't know where I was going with this. Emotions are so complicated and yet so basic to who we are. I thank you for leaving a comment on this little write.
Keith
22nd Jan 2016 5:54am
I have found why never gives the answers you want. why love? I don't know. Lies happen when we stop living the truth of our person.
