You promised me never again, instead you delivered me dust.
A house of gold built on rust.
The truth was there, just out of sight,
Wrapped in charm, dressed in white.
Heres the catch, here’s the joke,
Lies burn fast, truth comes through.
Remember in the end truth prevails and all your lies that you have told, will in the end sell you out and watch you fold.
©number14
C