Liquid silver dripping off sterling tipped tongue
Oblivious to the true song being sung
Sinking deep into a cesspool of hope
Slowly knotting her own hanging rope
She’s blinded by trust, silenced by love
She misses the call of the lone mourning dove
A perfect wife, a dream of white
Unable to see the truth of night
Obedience born of guilt
Life’s slipping away like sandy silt
Tinted cracks begin to appear
Her ears are closed, she refuses to hear
Iron tipped barbs lance through her soul
She’s been beaten down, she knows her role
Silence rules, submission speaks
Tears flow down, stress hollowed cheeks
Rose glass flying through the air
Life’s here and it’s never fair
Innocence has been shattered
She never truly mattered
The pit was dug, there’s no way out
Dropped to the bottom, soul full of doubt
It’s all her fault, she’s to blame
She can’t see that’s his game
Builds them up, then breaks them down
Throws them out, let’s them drown
They think it’s her, never him
He’s a perfect creature, sweet seraphim
She grinds her glasses into dust
Her eyes now open the truth a must
He’s a con, a player, low- life extraordinaire
She flees, flies, away from there
His lies made bald, the truth now known
His faults bare, cowardice shown
She’s not crazy, just hurt as hell
Betrayed, broken, but stronger as well
Rose glass flying through the air
Life’s here and it’s never fair
Innocence has been shattered
Never again, that’s all that matters
Thank you my friend Martivir
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