It was less than a week ago,
You told me you were mine,
It’s time to face the truth…
I know you lied.
No matter how I try to deny it,
I’ll always know it’s true.
I guess I should’ve known,
That was a little too good to be true.
I took the challenge anyways,
And now I see I’ve ultimately lost,
I guess it’s true what they say,
You always had more once what you had is gone.
There's just one thing,
And that thing is,
I'd do it all over again,
Even though I know how it ends....
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Poetry of Me
PoetryThis is a continuation of Poured Out on Paper. Filled with happiness, love, anger, and lust, here's to another poetry book, and to a whole new adventure... (: