Her Mendacity
 

Her eyes are weary from the flow of water
Her eyes are dry when the sunlight hits
Her tainted soul is wandering into a dark and lonely path

There stands trees - their leaves always wither
When the flowers blosom their petals fall
When the day dies they hinder love

She hides her eyes beneath her long brown hair
She hides her lies beneath her heart of ember
When she slumps on the floor into her puddle of pity

He softly whispers the truth in her ear
His heart is solid yet thaws at her deceptive innocence
When she sank a dagger through his heart
'Twas too late to realize she never love him

Re: Her Mendacity
 

Beautifully written!

Re: Her Mendacity
 

i liked the last lines,