True Love

June 15, 2015

Love what a joke, love what a sham,

love is a dream that is always damned.

save for the lies and deceit;

love is a bitch that will always cheat.

She needs no mask for the things she does

For at the end of the day there is no one to judge

Days are long she is bleak love doesn't hurry so always heed.

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