One hole in my heart was just one too many
Was the occurrence of such an event a need?
Forced to keep as a memory, what used to be‐
There I slept, on the streets in front of Heartbreak Hotel
Unfortunately, there were no vacancies
But fortunately, from making a fool of me
I learned from you‐
May I never again be, April's Fool
Read like a book, and played like a CD,
You knew me way too well,
And sold me your story from hell
What I saw as nothing less than pure perfection,
Was nothing more than my worst possible perception,
Of a piece of art, sculpted with the most evil deception
It's beautiful, the poison that drips from your marble lips
A fatal attraction, is the lust that sways with your hips
Sweet is your voice, but bitter is your song
When what stands in the light is my past,
I cannot make right every wrong‐
What I thought would last,
I then believed to be my last,
But in sight of what's passed,
YOU
Were a very important lesson to be learned
Sometimes chances aren't a matter of being earned
And not always are second chances turns to be taken
Some bridges don't just so happen to burn,
They're shaken, they fall, and they're taken‐
I hope you got my letter, of gratitude
It's from you that I have this attitude
To never again be, April's Fool
About the Creator
Josh Morgan
Personally, writing began as a creative outlet, to be a means of processing and venting emotion, but it has become so much more. Something I want not to be just relatable, enjoyable and a good read, but to reach someone who is in need.



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