Poem Quote #6903838
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You speak your words, Your tounge entangles me with lies, With

You speak your words,
Your tounge entangles me with lies,
With each passing sylable,
A piece of me dies.

Your mouth dances for a recital,
A recital I didn't pay to see,
With each ballereina step,
You lose your love from me.

I bet if you looked in the mirror,
a mirror without a frame,
You would see yourself like I see you,
A hurt little girl who took all the blame.

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Foreverspphire

posted October 12, 2013 at 2:21pm UTC tagged with poem, contest_poem, contest_poetry, poems

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