Lies
the day dawned dark and dreary
at her lonely, hilltop house
as memories of the night still lingered
in her sad and sleepless head
why? a voice whispered softly
as she slowly slid from the bed
why indeed she answered mournfully
the voices she heard in her head
knowing now the fateful outcome
of her daring deceitful game
she simply sighed and spoke his name
no need now to don the white satin gown
for this was to have been her wedding day
forever gone when the truth was spoken
no forgiveness for this would be forthcoming
she had forsaken all he held so dear
alone in her miserable web of lies
she wept for what might have been
his name today she would have taken
had she not lied and ruined everything
Copyright © Anita Lovelace | Year Posted 2005
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