Believe
my thoughts wont let me focus
it feels my heart is broken
so many times do i say love comes from the brain
I believe it,
my brain is playing games
do I believe in love?, I'd rather not
love flies like a dove
you never know when its going to
flap it's wings and go
just when I started to believe
my love would flourish and grow
you found another place to get to know
and here i sit, only to wait for a lover who is so far-away
never to be held again
in my room I begin to weep
silent cries
you'll never see a tear roll from my eyes
all I ask is please don't lie
Copyright © Insane Rose Insane | Year Posted 2010
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