Too little,
too late.
Did I notice,
the bitter and ugly end.
Too little,
too late.
Did I realize,
you became everything I hate.
Too little,
too late.
Did I hear,
did I witness your sneers.
Too little,
too late.
Did I leave,
leave all your crap behind.
YOU ARE READING
Tear In The Pages
Poetry"A collection of short poems that will tug at your heart strings."
