All your lies
You'd like to think that I'm blind,
but I see right through all of your lies.
Every last memory of you now just makes me choke.
I hate when you laugh cauz your the joke.
I would like to think we were picture perfect,
but I've come to find you weren't worth it.
So much for all those good intentions.
You're burning wings are something you forgot to mention.
Don't bother to explain or stop pretending.
From Cradle to grave you're not worth defending.
You thought that you were the one on top.
I laughed in your face as I watched you drop.
You may have cut the soul you claimed to adore.
But you're the one laying face down on the floor.
It's so pitiful what you've always been.
You taste like heaven but you were born for sin.
by
Babigurlbrokenposted on 06/11/2008
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