Everyone in your life will gone someday,
You have to find some another way.
Sitting beneath the tree, scrambling your mind,
Feeling about past or friends of your kind,
Those days were so awesome like roses blossom,
We always teach others, its time to teach ourselves,
Let's do it before toxicity reach us.
Stop being so forgiving, the person knows exactly what they are doing.
We all are humans and have the right to lie,
Now you have to find your kind of pie.
Cos
Everyone in your life will gone someday,
You have to find some another way.
©inkit_poetry
5:00 pm
Harsh but very true 👍
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