Your mouth speaks sweet lies,
While 'fake' is written in your eyes,
Your arms hold me close,
There's a knife in your hand, but no one knows,
My friends know nothing,
But you seem to know everything,
And while you continue to scar me,
I simply let everything be,
Because my love has grown no expectations,
But yours has no invitations,
So for now I'll ignore the pain,
And let you play your sick game.
~*~
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RandomA collection of the little fishes that swim around in my head. Some people call them quotes, short stories, poems, rants etc. They distract me when I'm supposed to be doing 'important' things like homework or cleaning my room. All rights reserved...
