Rain falls down from a cold gray sky,
your lips are smiling but there is hate in your eyes,your words mean nothing
they are thinly disguised.
Your words like venom puncture my veins
your love, is an unbearable pain.
I have walked a thousand miles
trying to escape your memory,
but every time I turn around,
you are right there behind me.
I will one-day escape the curse
of being your sorrowfully lover.
One day I will be free of you,
and I'll give my heart to another,
once I rid myself of you
true love I'll discover
©brokenman
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