by Melissa Martin
11/04/2011 / Poetry
Liar
You promised
to take away my pain.
You promised
to be my secret hideout.
You
are a fake, a phony, a pretender.
You
are a hypocrite, a cheap, an imposter.
You
call yourself a pain pill
yet you only cause more pain.
I
became a fake, a phony, a pretender, a hypocrite, a cheap, an imposter.
I
became a liar.
Melissa writes about the God and human connection and condition.
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