Betrayal (Remove filter)
Let them Think...
Every day,
Travelling through Life,
We encounter Them,
Some, maybe true,
Yet many,
Disguised.
They have,
An ever changing mind,
Facing me,
They call me sweet,
Behind my back?
They say I'm rude,
They call me good,
Then say I'm bad,
They say you're the Best,
And then?
Nevermind.
Whatever they want,
Whoever they be,
Let them say,
W...
Tuesday 29th August 2023 9:33 am
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