False Accounts

Truth Is A Perception Skewed By Belief

I say she’s too much

Because I never had enough

Six or seven months

I been reminiscing every one  

Discrepancies accounting

For the fact I’ve added some

You’re a victim of my trust

I’m a loser of your love

I need help from above

But I’ve been contemplating you

My lotus flower bomb

Slowdown the rails are getting loose

Don’t suspect a new you

So don’t expect an old me

Time never heals

All the flaws that’s in-between

Got fingers in my eyes

Dismissing the make belief

But I mean who’s really perfect?

More to life than meets the surface

Ascertain we’re not so certain

But I’ve never been so sure

Securitized inside my mind

False start at finish lines

I’m a victim spending time

You’re a loser leaving prime

She has power over mind

Constantly on my mind

Regulated to my thoughts

Loss can’t be erased

& and neither could her face   

Love suspects its pain

I expect you thought about the same 

Giving more than I can take

Wait on slow rates of return 

Author's Note

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