The day I don't have to lie,
Will be the day we'll tell the truth.
When they finally see eye to eye,
I won't have to worry about losing you.
But for now I'll just keep wishing.
Saying I don't want to lie.
We'll have to just keep kissing,
And what we have, we'll deny.
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Poetry of Me
PoetryThis is a continuation of Poured Out on Paper. Filled with happiness, love, anger, and lust, here's to another poetry book, and to a whole new adventure... (:
