Monday, March 5, 2012

Sold

There once was a ceiling
Where your secrets were told,
Where I once lay by your side.

You might have given her the key,
To all you hold inside.

And told her all the things,
You once told me.

Fooled me.

But I'll remember them forever.
Ill remember the lack of heart,
I faced.

And yet, the one who gave her all,
Is the one that's still left alone.

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