I Lied!

I lied, or at least I tried,

But no lame words of mine

Could ever stem her tide of vitriol.

And when the dust finally settled our small flame had died.

Don’t get me wrong,

I’m not riddled with love’s regret.

We never really got along

And she, I’d rather forget.

But I do wish now, that I hadn’t done it.

I would turn back life’s clock, if I could and re-run it.

I would get all my records and tapes, in safe keeping.

Before she caught me, with her sister, in bed and still sleeping.

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