
...your words are always empty and your pockets, full of lies...
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Drama/Angst - Words: 143 - Published: 10-20-06 - Status: Complete - id: 2263993
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I.
you were the pain of my life
false in
love, true strife
took my hand, my breath
and away you left
II.
your words are always empty
and your
pockets, full of lies
don't try to intercept me
pass along,
avert your eyes
III.
I called you a coward
and threw out your
flowers
they were all wilting, anyway
you called me your best
friend
throughout, but the end
is watching me walking away
IV.
nothing good is finding me now
anger
furrows my weary brow
ignorance is falling from the sky
hardly
worth a futile sigh
music rings hopeful in my ears
as another
day slowly nears
V.
empty, with unlimited potential
like these
remaining pages
wishing for rains torrential
escape the
confing cages
dreaming of hope, essential
while an endless
fire rages
TMK 9.3.2006-10.13.2006
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