Thursday, April 30, 2009

day twenty-nine: never

with all its broken tone
with its vision forward
shall not be
believed by me
after what she
did to me

she wrote forever
on a piece of paper
with my name on it
and placed it
in my hand
like a promise
like a baby's first footprint
like an epitaph

but now i see
different snapshots
taped to the edges
of her mirror
she plays
his song
like a weapon

lies i always heard
in my short life
my friends lied
my school lied
books lied
movies lied
but i never thought
she would lie

so is it
that never
will i trust
but i know better
than to say never
ever again

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