The lies began small...
just like them all.
When you rise, I wake...
my love I would never fake.
I waited so long...
so I could be strong.
It's alright...
people sometimes fight.
Why do you judge me...
our life joy and glee.
Why would I believe...
those lies you told to me.
Teenager years long gone...
Used as a pawn.
Well you won...
for my trust is now gone.
A contest entry
- Come Await Your Prompt by Blooming Poet.
300 points, ended September 1, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
what do you think? anything not make sense.. use lines
Comments
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great, in some parts rhyme seems forced.
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