Monday, September 21, 2009
The Train Of Lies
I say that I won't touch you.
But my fingers are liars.
I tell you how I won't hold you.
But my arms are going to hell.
I promise I won't kiss you.
But my lips break it.
I let you know that I won't love you.
But my heart has no conscience.
And no part of me will apologise.
Written by Me at 12:03 AM
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Should that be conscience or was that intentional?
Either way.. gorgeous.
Monday Morning, well spotted and my apologies.
I thought I was perfect but then I felt humility. Corrected, but not my promise to not remove a good comment.
Oh I love this, wonderful evocative photo to accompany
my heart just broke.
really nice... :)
My heart just leaped! <3
Ehehehhee. I love this one.
No point in lying.
but the only thing I'm sorry about is that the fact that you do not feel the same way. :(
What an awesome way to start a Monday.
Beautiful, Iain. Simply beautiful.
forgive me God for being sins
i wish she would have lied like this.
thank you thank you thank you.
very interesting.. =]
i am such a liar.
I've said it before and I'll say it again. Beautiful.
i fucking lie. till i die.
i died yesterday.
This made me feel that there is true love
"And no part of me will apologize" :(( so beautiful.
I try and not admit this but since reading this I feel as though everything written here relates to everyone who's loves loss was true enough to run from the frailty of desire, masking ego with sympathy ,and stubborness with denial... your written reality is mine as well.
my heart will always belong to someone gone although time went and harshened moral conditions his cruel mocking created a hard breakup but my love has never changed although my mind has but then again i am willing to admit he dumbs me down.
I told you I'm done with you because I'm in love with you. I'm sorry.
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