You guide me
Stood beside me
Whispered telling stories to me
All I wanted to do
Was believe
Miracles you showed to me
Rising my desires
Harm you let me peek upon
Growing dependence to you.
Growing dependence to you.
Then you'd crush my dreams
And smash my hopes
When promises were broken
I was lower than when we'd begun
The stories
The lies
All because,
I believed.
7.17.11
1 comment:
Lovely poem!
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