LYING LIPs By Marcail
I feel miserable
Lying lips made me ill
I feel miserable
Twisted tongues tore at my foundations
I feel miserable
Angry eyes dragged me down to the depths
Where death lurks.
Is this jealous possession or
An obsession of with unwillingness
Or am I adrift in Joyceland
I don't know so, but feel so.
He broke my will to live
He corrupted my brain
He plundered my soul
I was getting better then
He broke my will to live.
I feel miserable
Callous cheaters rot my brain flesh
I feel miserable
Hollow hearts defeat my purpose
I feel miserable
Pathetic players impale my spirit
Releasing my will to live.
He broke my will to live
He corrupted my brain
He plundered my soul
I was getting better when
He broke my will to love.
2 comments:
Very passionate. Does it have a second part where she regains her will? I hope she's led to an eventual triumph.
Thanks, Fringes. No second part. She won't be around.
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