A Hundred Lies

Born in chains, fed to the grave:

A one-way trip that leads to nowhere;

The sound of silence that never rests;

A chest that aches,

An endless quest.

You said you loved me –  

A hundred times you lied;

Your words were lies:  

I gave you my love for a hundred lies;

Your lips move, the truth has died.

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