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Thursday, October 13, 2016

Lies (A Poem)

I can see the lies
In your eyes.
You try to hide them
But they are coming alive.

I cannot believe I
Once called you a friend.
I wish those memories
Would get out of my head.

I can hear your lies.
They flow out of
Your mouth
Like a flood.

I try to run from them
But you must see
That it doesn't matter
Because they don't control me.

©Amanda Catherine