Being The Fool I Was Poem by Bradley Lester

Being The Fool I Was



Being the fool I was
I never saw her hidden agenda
Was I blinded by love?
Cos it wasnt lust
What was I holding on for?
Better times or days?
Was it all worth it?
Who was the one to gain?
Would I do this once more?
Or was this a sign?
So much given for so little
The better ones suffer
I guess that's just the way life goes
Being the fool I was
A fool no more

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Bradley Lester

Bradley Lester

Western Cape, Cape Town
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