When the time went by I keep asking myself why I gave my life to you I should have known I should have understood I gave you my heart but you betrayed me with Bart my ingenuity followed your fragility now I know it was not love but just an illusion you in my life were just confusion when police asked me why you shot down that woman when love becomes hate is a sad thought to the hell it me brought
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Posted: Jul 2018
About this poem:
Well..l guess you all are thinking..hey man you are in the wrong place here is full of poets and words artisans..but l love and enjoy the situations kind of ..the wrong place in the wrong moment