Coverup
What did you really see in my eyes?
When I was so caught up in lies.
Your heart throb chance? or the zipper on my pants?
Tell me your thoughts of affection?
Without telling me you have an ********.
I'm not another tree in a fortress.
Killing half of my time undressed.
I'm here to love and test compassion.
And I don't approve of your lust fashion.
Good luck for your search for "more".
I'll see you in 10 years as the gutter whore.
Copyright © Caroline Cline | Year Posted 2007
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