Lie to me,
Lie to yourself,
Lie to us,
what we were.
Lie about us,
what we are.
Lie for us,
what we might be.
Lie to keep the illusion
of holding on.
Lie for something found,
and lost across the seas.
Lie, lie, and i'll just do the same.
Until,
the sea and the waves slowly wash all love and pain away,
Until,
the sand in our hearts rests.
One Emotion
August 03, 2007
Lie
worded by Stigma at 5:33 PM
3 comments:
no need to lie
what if all this poem
was a truth
something would still be found
and lost across the seas
do you mean something else?
no
i just hate fakeness
and regardless what i love/hate
fakeness leads nowhere, unless it's somewhere fake
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