Lines #2
How can you walk?
Your head held high.
When all you have done,
Is blatantly lie.
All the back-biting,
And plots and make-believe.
You'll lose in the end,
'Cause karma you can't deceive.
Your head held high.
When all you have done,
Is blatantly lie.
All the back-biting,
And plots and make-believe.
You'll lose in the end,
'Cause karma you can't deceive.
Labels: Poems