[Author's Note: A throwback to early 2009, but fairly good for my earlier work.]
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Tell me all the things I want to hear,
Whisper sweet nothings in my ear --
Hold me tightly, hold me near,
And wipe away every single tear.
Look in my eyes when you sigh,
And tell me another heart-felt lie.
This is a game of be the one to con, or be the one to cry --
Love is a battlefield, and as always, I'm always the one to die.
Lies fly off your tongue, you spout them with such ease...
Yet I know, the things you say are designed to decieve;
You seem to be my only reprieve...
Won't you stay with me a little longer, please?
Tell me all the things I want to hear,
Whisper sweet nothings in my ear --
Hold me tightly, hold me near,
And put an ease to all my fear.
Everything seems so benign,
It runs right on time, all by design --
We play our parts very well,
How long it lasts, only time will tell.
Tell me all the things I want to hear,
Whisper sweet nothings in my ear --
Hold me tightly, hold me near,
And wipe away every single tear.
Look in my eyes when you sigh,
And tell me another heart-felt lie.
This is a game of be the one to con, or be the one to cry --
Love is a battlefield, and as always, I'm the one to die.
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Poetry Collection
PoetryOkay, guys. So - I just wanted to let you know that some of this poetry is going to include foul language. Not all, but some. Some of them are also pretty dark. Consider yourself warned! :)
