It Was Just A Lie Poem by Moth Harris

It Was Just A Lie



Wishing there was some other way to get past this lie,
He takes his pain and forces it inside.
He closes his eyes and asked why he ever tried,
Wondering why she lied.

He needs something, he needs an escape,
She gave him more, more than he could take.
Watching everything before him, crumble and break.
Was this really a mistake?

Time can only tell the fortunes of the past,
It's truly up to you to decide if this can last.
Love is a gift, but it's as fragile as glass.
He picks up his books, off to class.

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