Venus and Mars
she was nothing to me
yet she meant everything
why did i love her
just in love with love
she was good to me
i was bad for her
i left her crying in bed
now i miss her, how i miss her
venus and mars
love and war, war and love
fight to love, love to fight
venus and mars
her face lives in my phone
a thousand messages i delete
she was venus i was mars
lonely nights allow sleep
Copyright © Fritz Purdum | Year Posted 2015
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