Guilty Poem by May Doyle
Guilty
Lies.
All that's reflected in my eyes
I've finally come to my demise
I've given this a thousand tries
And I move to the beat of my own cries
My mind's a jumbled up enterprise
Eyes wander lost in the empty skies
My scream's a chorus of why nots and whys
All I see is the perfection of your lies
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
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