Said Verses Real
I felt guilty for lying, but not so guilty that I stopped.
the game of trickery was too fun to really care if the hurt was deep or shallow.
I knew you were leaving so I held the door open by deceiving,
yet never locked it up again, cause I still wait for you, if not like before,
then to begin again or maybe not begin but to clean the slate,
too stupid to give up, goodness sake, have I became a victim of blind faith?
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Climbing Up Out Of The Ashes
ПоэзияA Poetry Collection About The Dark Side Of Falling In Love With The Wrong Person And Making Your Way Out Of The Fire...Breath by Breath...Exhaling The Smoke & Breathing In Fresh Air Again. #100poemsin100days challenge beginning August 21- November 2...
