Now it's to late!

She was the fool in the end,
so much unhappiness written on your face,
losing your thoughts without a trace.

Shattered inside from the earth quake.
So much at stake,
She will never give you a break.

She's always walked away,
never called you on the phone,
blinded by loves imitations,
and falling into illusions of fear.

Fast as she can letting go of your hand,
slipping away from all the yesterdays,
always to late every morning when
you find yourself awake.

Alone down and kicked out.

Now its to late.

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