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Lied
Lied. You lied
And I caught you
This time.
And you act so pristine
Like your hands are so clean
But you lied.
You lied.
Why? Is all I ask.
Why deprive me of that?
Why take it away?
When you know
How pitiful I feel to beg.
And I feel more than pathetic
I should just fucking forget it.
But you lied.
And you will lie about it
Tomorrow, again.
Alas, bottomless rejection.
An endless affliction
Please, make it sting, again,
I'd rather feel pain,
Than nothin'
shana dear... you seem much broken..thats why I noticed in your poems alot of sorrows and depriveness... please be energetic ..you are still young and strong.. this poem is making me cry.. and hate those who broke the heart of my friend shana innocent