Box Filled With Lies

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I've never been a romantic person until that day where I met him. I wrote on a paper heart lies he always told me. Don't meddle with the hearts, the mind, or the things instead.

Song: Meddle by Little Boots.

Submitted: July 12, 2012

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Box Of Lies

by: Karen Living.

 

 

Don't fall for him. He lies, he plays with the things inside, he plays with you,  and he messes with the mind and heart. I've never loved someone. Never have, probably never will. People just play, leave, and forget. Even my parents. Played with me by abusing me, left me, and forgot me. It was when I turned 18. So I left. I live with my friends, Andi and Lucy. They call me "Little Boots" because of how small my feet are. No one calls me my real name. Victoria. The name just makes me shudder. It reminds me of when my mom and dad tried to drown me. They managed to kill my little sister, Kenzie. I remember when he broke the truth to me. I remember like it was yesterday. I still remember he so well.

 

"Come back, Boots!" he called after me. He had said the biggest lie, and the biggest truth. The lie was he said he loved me. The truth was that he cheated on me.

 

"Don't, meddle with the heart, or messing with the mind, or with the things inside Caleb!" I yelled at him. I rushed to the house and shut myself away in my room. He tried to get me out, taunting me, lieing more and more. Soon, the box overflowed with lies. Just from him. He tried to call over and over but Andi and Lucy knew not to let him talk to me. I would set off like a firework.

 

I grab a notebook and write down the lies and convert them to a song, prefered to him. Andi helped me.

 

I remember all the things she did before.

 

 

I remember all the times she cried.

 

 

I remember all the things you promised her.

 

 

I know it hurt, I remember all the times you lied.


 

 

Don't meddle with her heart, meddle with her mind.Meddle with the things that are inside.You don't know what you'll find.You don't know what she hides.
So don't go messing with her heart or messing with her mind.Or messing with the things that are inside.You don't know what you'll find.You don't know what she hides.
She still remembers like it's yesterday.She still remembers you so well.She still remembers all the things you saw forever more.She still remembers but won't tell.
'Cause she's a mixed up girl in a mixed up world.And you know she don't mean any harm.So please understand if you take her hand.You'll get much more than you bargained for.
Don't meddle with her heart, meddle with her mind.Meddle with the things that are inside.You don't know what you'll find.You don't know what she hides.
So don't go messing with her heart or messing with her mind.Or messing with the things that are inside.You don't know what you'll find.You don't know what she hides
Don't meddle with her heart, meddle with her mind.Meddle with the things that are inside.You don't know what you'll find.You don't know what she hides.
So don't go messing with her heart or messing with her mind.Or messing with the things that are inside.You don't know what you'll find.You don't know what she hides.

 

 


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