Oh what a tangled web we weaved
Charily knitted with lies and deceit
Oh, so now you're afraid to look into my eyes?
You know your strands are woven with lies.
I was too reckless, naive and believed
That you were falling in love with me
But instead I fell into the trap
It was too late, the threads couldn't stop.
We spun and spun,
Oh, we just couldn't understand
That what we've woven can't be undone.
YOU ARE READING
Smoke and Mirrors
PoetryAll that I hope All that I believed. What happens to be real, is a mere illusion; And what happens to be unlikely... Turns out to be real.
