Stone Cold
Emotions run dry in the pool of emotions
The lies flood forth in a sea of despair,
You hate her,
Resent her,
But secretly you dream,
Of the girl with the eyes that made you so weak,
The girl who’s lips drip with lies,
The beautiful pretender who made you so blind,
To her lies, her scheming, her cheating disposition,
But your love for her remains,
In each tear that you shed,
You whisper her name like you did once before,
But deaf ears cant hear,
And stone hearts cannot feel.
Copyright © Amber Pearson | Year Posted 2007
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