Fake people
Like they say all that glitters is not gold,
Fake people a topic that is not old.
They come disguised as the sweet cake,
Well we all know what happens in the end take....
They show their true colour,
You realise you were never in power
They might control
Some even troll
But in the end
You are the one that has to mend.
The wounds left by them are deep
Sometimes you might wish you were a jeep
Something non living
So you can't face something as deceiving.....
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Random poems
PoetryMy poems(rhyming poems) are mostly targeted to a human being that has made me happy, sad or something that affected my life in any way and some are completely random ones :P This is my first try at poems......Don't think I'm good just giving it a s...
