I told you that it wasn't me
Stubborness in your disbelief
It wasn't me back then
What has your insistance cost you
Present day a fortune
See through the gossip
But it's already true for you
I am whatever the consensus
if only you had taken caution
A cheap outlook
In the train of life
We cross and meet between carriages
You are adamant
But not diamond
In error
time culminates into certain wells
Where fairness speaks
Take the time now to rue
To spend it in the skull and stew
Your mistake
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