Even as I die
I still believe your lies
Filled with flies
And stuffed with deceit
I can only repeat
The tragic mistakes I made
And the price I paid
Because I only found happiness with you
Even though it wasn't true
-A.S
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Another Tragic Story
PoetryA collection of the thoughts and feelings I'm too afraid to share. These words are things I see, hear, taste, and feel. These are the words of my life on a page, this is the tragedy I see.
