Recyled Lies

June 3, 2011
you have no clue
the pain in my heart
from what you put me through.
In shreads paper on the ground
my soul so weak
unable to bear another pound.
I shed everlasting tears like the lies you told
Growing in my mind like mold
Once infected, call it trash.
Just add it to your heaping stash
After stealing their heart.
Their most important token.
You stretched their emotions,
until they are broken.
Lying dead in your eyes
You ate me up
Now there's nothing left but your recyled lies.

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