One day we all will die
Clichéd fact of life
Force fed to make us heed
Inbred to sponge our bleed
Every warning, a leaking rubber
A poison apple for mingled blood
Too young for ones delusion
The lifestyle cost
Venereal mother embrace the loss
.........….
Even God forgive the sinner when they confessed their sin…
But you took the fall and hit the point of no return…
.........….
Gordon said as he sat down and crossed his legs in front of Robert, Lucas, Linfey, and Della. His dignified aura and demeanor are the same as a god of death. Ringing the apocalypse bell in their ears.
"The… there must be a misunderstanding here…." Robert gulped and replied to him nervously and glanced at his phone occasionally.
There's an incoming message from Wanda. Telling him that the woman is on her way to the office. All he has to do is…
Extend the time until she arrives…
Well, that's all…
