Liar

anybody who knows me can probably figure this one out.

His decieving eyes once loving.

They are now etched with false promises.

The memory of his lips against mine, leaves a sick taste in my mouth.

Love turnes to hatred.

Author's Note

for a contest, thats why its so short. has 2 be 30 words

Reviews

[thomas connelly]

he he been there done that - still better hate than boredom

i would have had a new line after mine - but that is just me - forcing poems into constraints is always fun and makes one move form the comfort zone - had to write a ten line poem for a contest - ended up with 11 lines after first draft - took me all afternoon to make it fit!!

[dawnmarie]

good luck in your contest !!!!! its good :o)