Caricamento in corso...

a little too late

Its too late now, words are spoken
I give you gratitude, as a token.
 
What I gave to you, is a piece of me,
I close my eyes, cannot look can’t see.
 
I move forward, no turning back,
Work for wealth, yet wealth I lack.
 
Spoken words I regret,
Being me, is a triple threat.
 
The world has seen the untouchable,
Now my words have become, combustable.
 
I cannot take it back, no refunds,
I am not my number one

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Robert L. Martin Ada Pardo
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