Pretty LieA Poem by AmalieStupid, pretty, little lie
Wont you lye with me tonight? Perfect sin come straight from hell Makes all feel good, since who would tell? Hide up fact with your own fiction Makes life easy, show conviction Because in the end who has to know? It may be their problem But it’s your soul © 2009 Amalie |
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