She swore it’d be the last time
Who knew it was a lie
So here we are at the funeral home
Saying our goodbyes.
I can only imagine what it’d feel like
His fist smashing into her
But yet, I couldn’t picture it
Not with everything they were.
So there lays my best friend
While the rest of us just cry
He said their love would last forever
But it was just another lie.
Just Another Lie
This. Is. Mine. Steal it and die.Did you like this poem? Write one of your own!


