The lies rest in the corners
They rest under the bed
The lies keep you wishing
Hoping you were dead
The lies are filled with demons
Who move into your mind
The lies are mean to me
They always make me cry
The lies hurt my heart
They're tearing me apart
The lies could come from you
And all the others too
The lies cannot stay
Neither can I
The lies make it hurt more
The tears,the bruises,the aches
The lies keep you alive
So I must runaway
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Poems...
PoetryI guess they're sorta good . Read if you'd like . Meh, it's gonna be pretty unpredictable
