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Julia Sep 2011
The words that flew out of your mouth,
Were everything but true.
I believed all that you said;
I guess lying was something you never outgrew.

The lies continued throughout the year,
All the while, you had my support.
I could do nothing when your reputation was smeared,
With your deceitful heart.

When your lies were discovered,
You didn't say a word.
I wanted to get away from you;
The entire thing was absurd!

Now, one year later, we still talk,
But things will never be the same.
What's more? You say you love me!
I don't believe you. Your lies are to blame.
Julia Sep 2011
Little children have such high hopes,
Dreams, and aspirations.
They know no limits,
And boundaries? Nope.

Their lives are filled with promise bright.
They can be anything,
If they're little minds are set.
Their dreams give them delight.

Cherish that mind set in our youth.
Let it grow, and maybe
Their sweet little dreams,
Will become the truth.
Julia Aug 2011
Anyone could see they were soul-mates,
Filled to the brim with love, and not a drop of hate.
They were so in love; never wanted to be apart;
But then something happened, and broke her heart.

The car that never saw him there,
Was driven by a drunk, who didn't even care.
Her true love was killed that day,
The drunk took her joy anyway.

With her joy, her youthful beauty left,
She was forever sad and stressed.
She thought she'd never love again.
But that changed when she found a letter and pen.

He'd written her a letter, many years ago.
It expressed his love that overflowed.
She sat there, and fondly remembered her lover,
And suddenly knew that she would recover.
Julia Aug 2011
While thoughts race through my head,
Not one stands out.
"To achieve greatness", a man once said.
Is that what life's about?

On this note, the thoughts got stronger.
This cannot be the truth.
To care about yourself; no longer
Helping others. Only being uncouth.

Helping those in need brings joy.
It removes stress and strife.
So lend a helping hand, and don't be coy;
That's the purpose of life.

— The End —