Being fake


The thunder at night are keeping me awake

I never knew that you were this much fake

I loved you a lot with all my heart

You shattered me instead of my heart

Fake people suffer their consequences

You will cry and beg for forgiveness

The thunder is just a metaphor , the dark night is scary

You will get trampled under the big rock deary

Until and unless you change yourself now

No one will have a clue to save you how

You will be left alone in this world

With nothing but falseness filled with despair.


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