I Know It’s Too Late

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I know it’s too late for apologies

I know it’s too late to fret

I know it’s too late for analogies

I know it’s too late to bet

I know it’s too late for tears

I know it’s too late to save

I know it’s too late for fears

I know it’s too late to behave

I know it’s too late for sorrow

I know it’s too late to change

I know it’s too late for ‘morrow

I know it’s too late to arrange

I know it’s too late for shrugs

I know it’s too late to think of

I know it’s too late for hugs

I know it’s too late to love

 

For more poetry and prose, check out The Good, The Bad & The Ugly: The Struggles of Being Bipolar

 

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