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When you lie

When you lie

I smile, I laugh,
Just look at you face..
But in my mind there is only disgrace...

When you lie

I have seen that look,
know your tricks for some time..
Two timing is in your blood.. ur niether his nor mine..

When you lie

Ur angry, U scream..
Voilent some times..
See the lies in your eyes
Ur infidelity they define.

When you lie

You take me for a fool...

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Sweet Little Lies

Like popcorn firing in my brain
A lie was born - I can't explain
My tongue spun out a syrup web
A viscous tide that did not ebb
Sugar sweet and tenderised
From between my teeth, emerged my lies
My lips complied, and did not fail
To add some honey to the tale
Like nectar of the gods, I fear
It trickled into your kind ear
Far too quickly, far too keen

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SOS Abort

I liar, that’s what I am

I roll my dice from in my hand

I sit upon my throne

Forged from pain

broken promises, pretty lies

They’re all the same

traction, I’m unable to gain

I’m slowly slipping into my old ways

I was getting better

Now it’s worse

Every Name I hear, I curse

But hers’

I cannot do that

she is perfect

she is sweet

I lay my life at her feet


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It cuts deep within,
Its' touch gentle and soft.
It barks and howls,
Its' voice lovely and calm.

Its' thoughts are demeaning,
Its' love unconditional.
Its' presence a weight,
Pride churned in the ridicule.

It beats you to your knees,
But your kneecaps don't agree. 
You stand on your feet,
While the blades stab in deep.

The scars show malformity,
Yet the face shows ever delight.

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When you lit that cigarette

The bones of me shuddered,

The blood in me halted.

What I wouldn’t do for you to light my flame with your lips....


Because I’ve had men tell me that my lipstick tastes of petrol,

That my mouth lights fires,

That my tongue causes explosions

And of course, that opening my legs is the best way to put a fire out.


But this fire begins at you...

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