She could never see the lies. <br />The ones that came from the pretty blue eyes. <br />He said them to keep her from going insane. <br />Now she just wants to shoot out her brane. <br />Thy weren’t always lies, <br />But look how quickly truth dies. <br /> <br />Her heart was broken into two. <br />One for her, one for you. <br />You gave it back with out her knowing <br />Regret never even showing. <br />You just went and shut that door, <br />And now each time she sees you, she dies a little more.<br /><br />lilly mandrell<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lies-65/
