your little lie
I didn't cry a tear this time;
the pain i feel is much to familiar.
I hear your voice saying my name.
I hear my voice crying in pain.
You told me never, you lied instead;
your pitiful games stirring in my head.
In my veins my blood boils with rage,
holding in words i know i should say
Pretending, i hope its not real.
Sitting here and struggling not to feel.
Broken inside, my dreams shattered tonight.
The consequences of your "little lie" .
the pain i feel is much to familiar.
I hear your voice saying my name.
I hear my voice crying in pain.
You told me never, you lied instead;
your pitiful games stirring in my head.
In my veins my blood boils with rage,
holding in words i know i should say
Pretending, i hope its not real.
Sitting here and struggling not to feel.
Broken inside, my dreams shattered tonight.
The consequences of your "little lie" .
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