DeceiverA Poem by C.M.
You always act like you know what's right;
So uptight, As if you had the height Of a windswept kite. But I say this to you, you trite: The darkest of night Is behind the light. © 2011 C.M.Author's Note
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StatsAuthorC.M.Vancouver, British Colombia, CanadaAboutAs you can tell, most of my writings are corny-love poems. This is due to the fact that I am a hopeless romantic! I value your opinion so if you have any suggestions then please leave comments. more..Writing
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