Lie They Call Love

Why to hurt everytime
Who needs this pain
Who wants this crime
Against the soul, against the heart
Leave this bloodred blade apart

Rivers of innocent blood
Violence they call justice
Lust and suffering is their love
I never could find any sense
In their black words of lie

Come and cover me from the rain
In the world full of lies, full of pain
Come take my hand and make me see
How truth is meant to be

Forget the words, remember the feel
Was it true, was it real?
Forgive the heart full of pain and regret
Alone in the I’m still afraid to stay

Take my hand, make me feel
Is the sense true, is it real?
Dream with me though the night
Find the place where we could hide… 

Published by Linlin

Editor, poet, translator

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