That’s Life
What do you honestly expect of me
after I was treated so outrageously?
You took my love then called me names
and used me for your selfish games.
And now you're trying to apologise,
with your silver tongue and ‘come on’ eyes.
You’re wasting my time and your breath,
so screw you, and your deceitfulness.
As far as I’m concerned you got your prize
by seducing me and telling lies,
but one day you’ll reap what you sow;
that’s how life’s is you know!
poem by Orlando Belo
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