She says flowers bloom in the spring,
but sometimes they tend to fall.
I walk the path of love hoping to have it all.
My hearts lost in the echo, never to love again
hurt by lies mixed with hate and sin, but no one ever knows the truthe.
The truthe that hides behind the eyes ridden and torn by lies.
Mar 28, 2013
Mar 28, 2013 at 10:46 PM UTC
She says flowers bloom in the spring,
but sometimes they tend to fall.
I walk the path of love hoping to have it all.
My hearts lost in the echo, never to love again
hurt by lies mixed with hate and sin, but no one ever knows the truthe.
The truthe that hides behind the eyes ridden and torn by lies.
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