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SimpitheticLies
Contributed by
BabyFacedAngel2010
on
Thursday, 14th July 2005 @ 09:24:13 PM in AEST
Topic:
Grief
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They tell you they love you,They say they care.
They'll always be there,and They dont care what others say.
They think your pretty,beautiful even.
They tell you thats why there with you.
The calls start out at a nice pase,Maybe once a day.
Then they slow down,the e-mails too.
You can sit and pretend its not going to happen again
You can avoid the heartbreak,but all reality is...
There words of your beauty,love and every phone call and e-mail is an act of,.
Simpithetic Lies.
No one wants to move on after such things happen.
No one wants to seek more,feeling he or she was that special one
So we hide,until someone trys to get you to see them that way.
You do and its the same things.
Phone calls,I love you's,your beutiful and then they get tired.
There all the same,You cant trust one to be differnt.
Cause everything they do.
Everything they say..
There all the same,No two different..
They sing the same song of the...
Simpithtic Lies!
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2005-07-14 21:24:13]
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Re: SimpitheticLies
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by Wannabe on
Thursday, 14th July 2005 @ 11:01:06 PM AEST
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I know exactly what you are talking about and I think it is caused by a relatively recent trend in our society that says it is okay to go through life moving from one partner to another so long as you are not completely satisfied. As for sympathetic lies, I doubt they were lies at all aside from the "I'll always be there" bit. Sadly these things hurt far less when you are the one doing the hurting and rarely if ever are felt by the hurtee.
Very nice poem. |
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