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She
She doesn't know, she doesn't care,
She knew somehow,
I'd still be there.
She sees my lies, she still smiles,
She doesn't know,
She's worth my while.
She can see, she can feel,
She sees my lies,
I make a deal.
She denies it, she lies about it,
She can see,
The pain caused if she'd admit.
She won't know, she won't accept,
She denies it,
Life's pretext.
We all have our little mistakes,
She won't know,
How the heart breaks.
We all have to let things go,
Her little mistake,
Will never show.
We were once something real,
She's letting go,
Never knowing how we feel.
She knew somehow,
I'd still be there.
She sees my lies, she still smiles,
She doesn't know,
She's worth my while.
She can see, she can feel,
She sees my lies,
I make a deal.
She denies it, she lies about it,
She can see,
The pain caused if she'd admit.
She won't know, she won't accept,
She denies it,
Life's pretext.
We all have our little mistakes,
She won't know,
How the heart breaks.
We all have to let things go,
Her little mistake,
Will never show.
We were once something real,
She's letting go,
Never knowing how we feel.
Published 7th May 2012
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7th May 2012 12:58pm
Dearest LL, another read that contains such longing, such a desire to be acknoledged, but it is all so desperately sad. I feel the pain between each word, the silences screaming louder than narative. My heart goes out to you. My thanks , as always, for sharing another piece of your heart.
Much love and gratitude D xx
Much love and gratitude D xx
