(The Forked Tongue of a Lovers Lips)
Blood stained tears seep threw wounds almost healed. My heart is too much of a
burden for any one hurting. I seek out feelings that just become lies all in all it speaks
like the lord of the flies. By and by they come and by and by they run, only to make one
realize that a heart wounded and broken is never thought of on the lips of a man worth
my token. Pain set me free he will never be apart of me.
Written By Nami Sanjo - Posted 05/13/12
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