Liar LiarA Poem by Crazy Claire
Pain
so much pain all of it mental. You're not here, far from it. My breaths grow quickened My heart grows sickened so worn of being second best. I believed all the empty promises, all the "you have my word"s. Liar, liar but it is I who caught fire. © 2012 Crazy Claire |
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Added on September 14, 2012 Last Updated on September 14, 2012 Tags: poem, liar liar, faded butterflies Author
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