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THE LIE
October 1997
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Time will pass,
Years will go by,
But I will always
Wonder why?
Why, it seems,
It had to end
With no reprieve,
No chance to mend.
The years I wasted
On a lie.
Thinking back,
I have to cry.
All the tears
And sleepless nights
Never seem
To make things right.
I'll always be alone,
It seems,
With noone here
To share my dreams.
What happened to
The dreams we shared?
They're just a memory.
© 1997-2000 
flemingda@planetc.com
