Why do the good girls always fall for the bad guys
The ones that can't love but love to always lie
They say that they love you
But they don't ever mean it
They only want to use you
But you never fucking see it
So why do I always want that guy
The one who whispers his filthy lies
The one that always makes me cry
But can set my heart on fire
And read me poems I devour
So why did I let myself fall this time
I let myself get tongue tied
I want to know why, I fell for every fucking lie
I want to know why he got addicted to my cry
I want to know why his lips can send me to heaven but also bring me to hell
I get addicted to when he screams and yells
Liquor on his lips
His words are whips
But I keep going back every time
Because I can still see the halo, that his horns hide
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Dear John: The Words I Could Never Say
PoetrySometimes we cry in silence because the words we want to scream would break us if we spoke them. In this book I have compiled the poems, I poured my heart and soul into when my lips didn't dare speak a word of what my heart so badly wanted to say. S...
