You lied
You lied
To my face
Swallowing the tears that I cannot trace
Fallen
Cold
Pallid, I drowned
He stands in the shadows
A blurred shape in the light
Excuse me?
I cannot see
For he is blinded
He shall beg and plea
For forgiveness
Forgive me?
No
There's an interruption
like it?
Comments
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Drowned in lies by the look of it, that is darn cruel to think and too real to ascertain, the interuption should be forever i feel, and get going else where in this genre! Good style.


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This poem is great! It's simple, yet there is still so much to it. The emotion jumps of from the page (or should I say screen.). Amazing write!


