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Jun 2016
Promises that are made often end up broken
Many times there are words often left unspoken
When truth is not heard- lies become the words told
When you hear it more than once soon it all gets old
Make them all believe- and they believe in you
Capture their silence, until they also believe it's true
Lies keep getting even bigger; promises so easy to make
Is the promise true or did they lie to you?
Only you must decide which is fake
-Roses are given to a lover, with thorns, sharp when they stick
A sign there is no other; hurts if you touch too quick
Blood upon your finger- color is deep dark red--
Like a thorn in the heart, when love is torn apart
Stains, show how bad you have bled
Promises and hearts get broken, in time, love will fade
Whispers were once softly spoken, are now words of feeling betrade
Words can't exist without a meaning
Stories are either written or read
But you search for the truth, yet keep leaning
Till you fall back on the thoughts in your head
-Love, once was not so demanding
Relationships did not leave us confused
Two people together once standing
Feel like one, from  being so used
Heartaches, pain and sleepless nights
Someone gives, someone receives
Hopes, dreams, and promises-
Someone lies, someone believes
What happened to promised love?
Am I just a victim of?
Trust... is a must, still there is always doubt
Can you ever love again? How will you ever find out?
Sheila M King
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Sheila M King  Oklahoma
(Oklahoma)   
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