White lies come from your lips
As I remembered as we used to sway hips
now I watch as you watch her in love
But all I feel is that you're using her like a silly glove
You don't really love her I know that for sure
But in reality you're just looking for the cure
The cure to fix a broken heart
As someone ripped it all apart
- you don't love her
YOU ARE READING
Words from the Heart..
PoetrySome poems deep from the heart.. "Words in the heart are feathers that one hardly hears."
