The Lie
It’s all a lie,
And it always was.
‘love?’ how could I have been so stupid.
You ‘loved’ me.
Now you ‘Love’ her.
Who’s next?
Will you tire of her,
Just as you got bored with me?
And abandon her because she slips up?
Then find another to take her place
Almost immediately, as she nurses her broken heart,
Trying not to cry every time she sees you.
But you won’t care.
You’ve got a new toy.
You never care.
It’s about yourself.
It always was.
It always will.
You never cared about me.
It was only ever a lie
That I wanted so much to believe.
So tell me, player,
Are you lying to her too?
by
EveofDespairposted on 03/31/2008
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the body shopping one.
yeah.
pooey.