I dont think she realises
The extent of her blows,
The people she cripples,
The minds she unfolds,
Oh greatly he affects her,
But not even half
Of what he loves her
Regrets her,
And forever now woes her.
She teases and flirts,
Leads them on,
Leading I on,
With stories and pleads,
That we all thought,
Were for our ears alone,
But different stories,
And views,
For all she does tell,
Never keeping a secrets,
Theirs or her own.
But the person she most fooled,
Was the one she most hurt.
It was him who thought her,
A devil, an angle
A lark and a crow,
I grief for him,
And for her














Comments
Loove It
Previous PageNext Page