He was perfect on a piece of paper
and she was convinced he was here to save her.
She held on to his every word
he recognized this & it was exactly what he preferred.
He may have loved her in the beginning
or maybe it was just the idea of her sinning.
People change & feelings fade
when all was said and done, who was she to blame?
Days grew shorter, and nights grew longer
and she was doing everything but getting stronger.
She put all in faith in one mans hands
the consequences of this mistake; she would soon understand.
Just like water on the sidewalk in the dead of summer,
like the reign of a corrupt king,
as air thins with your six feet under,
this man was made to leave even quicker than these things.
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