Deny, deny, deny.
He continued to lie.
The truth hidden behind his lies.
Dirty, dirty in your tongue
Innocent plays in your face.
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Portraits of her heart
PoetryTo all poet enthusiasts, well this is for you. This lovely book is a third person narrative, and yes it's full of poetry whereby you find romance, somber, melancholy, hurt, ecstasy, love, affection, fondness, remorse and a whole lot more. So please...
