Dirty Liar

Dirty Liar

A Poem by Angel
"

it is what it is

"

 Title:Dirty Liar:

 

V1: Every time a word sputters out of my mouth, I feel the taste of poison encoursing in me,

Constantly becoming helpless, I dream and wonder what I can really bee--e,

A sip of truth I long for, but its just not th--ere--ee

 

Chorus: So..., wh--y can't I Say,

What's really o--n m-y mind?

 Why Must it be cov--ered up in something so--o un--kind?

slowly, I become part of distrust..

Is that just?..but I'm such a dirty liar..

 

V2: Intersting, o---ur my mo--tives for this..

Even though it only hurts me more and more,

the addiction rigors through my da--rk --ened heart, oh--h

pages left t--o turn, good-times left to burn...

but this despite all this hi--dden pain...

I die in the RA-----IINNN....... 

 

© 2008 Angel


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Interesting.
Welcome to the cafe.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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Angel
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Lake Stevens, WA



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