Written by: jeffry cohan


Her words were worthless
Her promises preempted
Her vows were not vehement
Until from her life I was exempted

I buried my soul within her hardened heart
I dug a grave for a most grave situation
She took my picture of the future and tore it apart
While I was fixated on falsified fascination

Emptiness has now replaced what she once filled
There is a hole in this man no one can see
The woman’s worthless words were by woe willed
And if judgment be hers pleasant it will not be

She was my bridge to beauty
But that viaduct was set afire
I saw pleasing her as my duty
Subservient to a born again liar
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