I must confess
On clear face
With admission
And submission
I must repeat
And bit
Such tendencies
Which causes miseries?
I have presented
So far and stated
All lies with intention
To cheat and offer deception
No one could come to know
That it was deliberate show
To trap innocent soul
With appeal and call
I have been successful
No one could make me fool
I was not be caught ever
As I was confident with no fear
Today conscience has revolted
I feel being bolted
I must come clean
And certainly win
i was not be caught ever Doris Maldonado3 minutes ago In losing, you win even more. Comment +1
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