She's flawed from the dusty ceiling to the floor,
Twisted floorboards at the entrance, many shackles on her door
She's dark in personality and distinctly in decor,
Boarded windows in every room and no light forever more,
She loves the vanity mirror for herself to self adore
But her reflection she hates as it's just as dead as the day before.
Twisted floorboards at the entrance, many shackles on her door
She's dark in personality and distinctly in decor,
Boarded windows in every room and no light forever more,
She loves the vanity mirror for herself to self adore
But her reflection she hates as it's just as dead as the day before.
She let men in for the love she was looking for
But day by day she cut them out, cold shoulder and ignore
She created lies, mistrust, often started war
to avoid a false truth that she created, no reason for
More than delighted for other hearts to rip and tore
She's selfish, gives nothing back but always wanted more
She never learnt nor apologised, she must've kept score
No hope nor positivity for lovers who always left as their life became a bore
She'll never feel the love she swore
For her heart was dead and cold right through the core
Rejected from a burning hell, no heaven to explore
She's left her haunted soul right there, eternally tortured for.
Martin Kelly 23/6/2013
But day by day she cut them out, cold shoulder and ignore
She created lies, mistrust, often started war
to avoid a false truth that she created, no reason for
More than delighted for other hearts to rip and tore
She's selfish, gives nothing back but always wanted more
She never learnt nor apologised, she must've kept score
No hope nor positivity for lovers who always left as their life became a bore
She'll never feel the love she swore
For her heart was dead and cold right through the core
Rejected from a burning hell, no heaven to explore
She's left her haunted soul right there, eternally tortured for.
Martin Kelly 23/6/2013