Friday, March 31

Unfair deal

i trade my tears for mascara
just so you do not see
the hurt that spins itself
out of control when you lie
and deceive me

i exchanged my soul for smiles
just so you do not see
the disappointment that rages
a brutal storm when you turned
and left me

i sold my being
just to be the woman you want
none is left of me
when you hold on to the better end
of an unfair deal

(Oh gah. Since Squee mentioned I have this in the drafts, I might as well publish it. Bad writing though.)

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