If You Do Cry... Poem by Saint Cynosure

What you have brought I found amiss,
wrapped inside your deadly kiss.
Eyes of lies your heart has told,
not even once you lips have spoke.
I claim no gift with thoughts of right,
but true I do feel wronged.
And as a fool when he's not missed,
I continue to hold on.
There surely is a better way,
for me to find an end.
But deep inside my heart of hearts,
I know we cant stay friends.
Hatred is not what I feel,
betrayal is the closer mother.
I pray that GOD someday will send,
to you the hurtful other.
It will not change the scorn inside,
my head or heart of lies.
But a modicum of solace comes,
its true if you do cry.