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*All These Tears*October.19.1998 Trisha M. Barrek All these lies I'm getting sick of them Sometimes I think I should say my good-byes They are growing so fast like an infested stem You tell me one thing Then you tell me another Your promises you never bring It's amazing we're still together I try to hold on But you make me so mad To the point I can't take it anymore Letting go will only make me sad These lies and promises are becoming a bore I love you too much But all these lies got to leave Even though I'll miss your soft gentle touch One day I'll be gone then you'll believe That i got fed up with all these lies It became too much no more kissing No more blue skies You'll be missing No more lies Stop now before it's too late Stop before I lose all fate Copyright* Poetry Ad-Free Upgrades Vote for this poem
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