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LIES OF A MILLION TIMES
I sat there as my phone slipped through my hands,
He said as always, 'I couldn't make it, we will meet sometime next week',
Lies of a million times.
Finally the day 'sometime next week',
My phone still slipped through my hands as always,
He said once again, 'I couldn't make it, we will have to meet sometime next week',
Well this time his response was different,
There was 'have' in it,
Not like always,
Lies of a million times.
When will this end?
When will I cease to depend?
Why do I have to be the one waiting,
Just to hear the same words,
Lies of a million times.
© Precious Effiong
