Sweet lies

April 4, 2010
By , Deltona, FL
A hole is stabbed in my heart,
Seeing you everyday with her keeps tearing me apart,
Every night crying myself to sleep,
I stare at my locket our last good memory is what it keep,
But before I stare at your picture with disdain,
Slicing my moist skin estatic with the pain,
He makes me cry myself to sleep,
And his dirty little secrets till death I will keep.

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