Lady Who Wore Her Lizards
There is a man who sits still and counts me numbers ,
He had the nerve to stare me down to put me under ,
such deep eyes of sincerity indeed ,
There was no caution for him deliberately making me crazy ,
i trusted one who i thought was my equal ,
all i have done is pleaded to not be this fickle,
Someone such as this , fed on my heart ,
how would you know such a enemy , if you fell once again to your own stupidity,
one can be in rapture , from one to ten ,
this unrequited love is something i can no longer bare.
i try too hard ,
i love too deep ,
no i will not regret anything ,
i try to hard ,
i love too deep ,
no i will not regret anything
There was a lady who wore her lizards,
there was no excuse for her sybarite actions,
Her thoughts so buried ,
you could feel she forbidden herself to breathe,
she had no caution she deliberately made me crazy ,
i gave her my heart ,
she drained my veins dry ,
such a lady wasnt ever my enemy ,
such love i was shown freely ,
this rapture i was in , was something i was grateful of knowing ,
something i thought was equal ,
but such plans where to neglect me,
so she can have her tranquility ,
was only a platonic love something i can no longer bare.
I try to hard,
i love too deep ,
no i will not regret anything
i try to hard ,
i love too deep ,
no i refuse to regret any of these
Copyright © Madeleine Leidy | Year Posted 2016
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