Dec 2020
Limb by limb, they tore me down;
When things got ugly, why did they frown?
Unlike them, I stayed true to my words,
Call it a boon, but I call it a curse...
When things got ugly, why did they frown?
Unlike them, I stayed true to my words,
Call it a boon, but I call it a curse...
Fake friends might be a worse than Satan himself...
