 | Don’t say those words
If there not true.Yeah the lies may make me smile
But the lies may never be the truth
But don’t you worry,
My tears can handle the truth.
The cold hard floor where my body will lay,
Wishing that when my eyes finally close
That they will never re-open again,
Can defiantly handle the truth.
The poor brown eyes that will cry
Till they bleed can handle the truth.
Lies will eventually pile up,
Until they are enough to crake,
Crake a heart that won’t be able
To handle the truth.
So say what you mean, say what’s true
Or leave the pieces behind
When the lies pile up.
Written by Kadelyn
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