Lies Of Love Poem by Austin Moore

Lies Of Love



Who are you to say that love doesn’t exist
Proof of this emotion is carved in my wrist
Tell me I’m not the only one that feels pain
My blood and tears escape through the shower’s drain
I contemplate whether I’m thinking clearly
You told me you loved me more, not nearly
All I feel is sorrow, please take it away
I guess I’ll wait by myself for that day

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