I told you so, I told you so,
Said the ticking time,
Love as slender as dove,
Fruition worth a dime.
Tapestry of bondage,
Tailed bereft espionage,
Lured in feigned charm,
True virtue of love is shammed.
Art of manipulation,
Blinds ideation of reality,
Gild of confused estranged,
Fall prey to unavailability.
Wise learn in silence,
Distorted become soar,
Sensible spue negligence,
Rube’s have apocalyptic uproar.
All said and done,
Cliché of emotions larn,
The human mind is dire,
Soaked in false hopes and bemired.
Alarming appeal of traits,
In mindless lurching gait,
Stood and made you wait,
Till rhyme and reason abates.
I told you so, I told you so,
Time chuckles to remind,
Truth bitter and cold,
The opium seemed divine.
In war of light and dark,
A new beginning waits to embark,
Potions of zeal surface,
Ramming quagmire’s embrace.
As you set yourself free,
From the filigree of ire,
And negligee of flake attire,
Mirth is stable and glee.
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