Monday, 4 July 2016

It's too late!

It's Too Late

You left me *so* sick when I begged you to come; but you left me for dead!

(Can't get it out of my head!)

It's too late!

You grabbed my neck and threw me down, then you twisted my arm...

(But it'll do me no harm, and should cause no alarm...so you say)

It's not okay! - it's too late!

You couldn't love the one I loved, always on guard, all too hard!

(I know it's a challenge, one I cannot discard...)

It's really too late...

Although I appreciate your pain....
I can't see how anything would change!
That's why I think it's better we remain estranged!




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