Always A Lie

This love always was a lie
A radiant yet wrathful lie
And I actually thought life could be beautiful
I even walked down paths I once thought to be disputable
And I believed in you without trying
Not knowing I was but in front of a professional
In the art of lying

– Juliet Rivor © September 2017

Writing is the best alternative to stabbing someone in the neck. 0:)

A heart break and disillusion is part of life. Write about it, cry and kick, but move on.

Someone better, worthy of you, is waiting around the corner, darling 🙂

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