The lies of the broken
The lies of the broken
By anonymously me
I listen to these lies become one of the broken...
My heart torn to peices mind left in my thought ocean ...
Never wanted to be part of the dead but then I realized I was never alive...
Heart in the open finding peices on these lines...
Heart in the open peices in my mind...
Never thought I'd be over taken by these words of the wise ...
Never thought my soul would be taken by those who aren't alive...
Then again I left my soul in the light so that my soul could shine...
So allow me to close my eyes and take a walk into the sublime...
Then maybe by the end of the day all my haters would be able to read my mind...
Okay u see its these lies of the brokenhearted that's how its all started...
One tells lies to another due to opinions they have...
But opinions are just that opinions...
Like onions they make people cry in the end like pins in the eye...
So in the end I watch them dead bodies lye...
Never seen dead bodies cry...
I guess it never hurts to try...
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