Love The Lie
He weaves tales
Of love and romance
But his own heart
Is broken
And lost
No luminescent
In his black
Lifeless eyes
Could love no more
Then the love
Reaper took from him
So he told himself this
I will be alone
Till death take me
To presence
Of my parted truth
But his heart has healed
And he refuses to believe
That once again
His heart chose
His path
So he weaves his tales
Of love and romance
To hide from his
Bleeding heart
And realize
He has begun to love the lie
poem by Eric Andrew James
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