The melody of Lies
I close my eyes on the tears I've cried.
The dreams I've known the love you've shown.
Becomes nothing but a distant melody.
So as you lay down with her I hope you remember a little part of me.
Because my face wont show the pain you dealt me.
The whisper of the night becomes alive inside me.
All the love becomes a distant melody.
The melody of lies.
Poetry is either something that lives like fire inside you or else it is nothing, an empty formalized bore around which pedants can endlessly drone their notes and explanations.
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| Title | Comments | Submitted |
|---|---|---|
| Title | Comments | Submitted |
| Dreamer | 1 | 05/01/2010 |
| Goodbye | 0 | 11/16/2009 |
| The melody of Lies | 0 | 10/31/2009 |
| Janna | 1 | 02/28/2009 |
| The Signs of Love | 2 | 02/28/2009 |
| Long Night | 0 | 02/20/2009 |
| Leaving | 3 | 02/20/2009 |
| Life | 0 | 02/20/2009 |
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