It's Too Late

Don't tell me

What I already know

We moved fast

When we should've

Moved slow.

It's too late

The damage is done

My feelings for you

Have dwindled

To none.

Passion can end

In one single day

Two should know

Undying love

Comes and stays.

Don't tell me

What I already know

We moved fast

When we should've

Moved slow.

Ralph L. Clark © 1999

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