Con-Fused Fused By a Con
Con-fused, fused by a con?
emotional entanglement,
can be such a fraud.
Fraudulence at it's finest,
one hundred degrees to zero,
thought it wasn't a villain,
but sure was not a hero.
What can you do,
if you think you were played?
What do you think Jesus would say?
Well he is more forgiving,
I am far less,
so I'll make up my own little
trickery test,
really does underestimate,
the things I can do,
just because I am blind,
doesn't make you less see through.
Copyright © Aunna Jones | Year Posted 2017
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