By Christopher Lee Michael Goebel

There are wounds deep inside of me, no one will ever see;
They hurt from time to time, your voice won?t let them be.

Echoes in my ear repeat the cruel things you?ve said;
Tears soak my pillow, while I'm lying in my bed.

There was a time it all made sense, but now it?s all confused;
How you could be so misleading, all I feel is used.

The whispers of "I love you," and your deceiving smile
Were only just a cover up for your manipulating style.

The promises you made were selfish and hollow, like your heart;
You never put your trust in me, not even from the start.

The day you said, "I do," it must have been a game,
For two short months later, you "no longer feel the same?"

How can you sleep at night, and say your feelings were true?
How can you leave me with these scars, intentionally made by you?

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