The Lie of Truth

December 7, 2011
I lie but I want to tell you the truth,
everything I do evolves around you.
My heart cannot be sown at the seems,
when the very thought of you makes my blood scream.
I am sick of living my life with no meaning,
believing is said to be seeing.
My morbid way of rusty hope,
is said to make it hard to cope.
For my heart has been rung out and hung on a line.
You walk bye the laundry everytime.
While my heart is on display, allow me to say
"I deserve not what I want, but what you think I need"
the only thing keeping us apart is me.

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