Too Late

Bluecomet

The words of most, aren't worth a dime

You will see their true color, all in due time

Day after day, they change their face

Each day is different, like a new race

They will smile at you, and swear up and down

A better one than them, cannot be found

Through lies and vanity, they stand in their pride

For the facts of life, they will try to hide

When you find out, this is not your fate

I suggest you wake up, before its too late

 

  • Author: Bluecomet (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 30th, 2017 18:50
  • Category: Unclassified
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