She's so devilish,
like a ghost of a God,
Playing with my mind, and she simply turns with a snap my heaven to hell,
And I really hate it to say,
But she could never bash me,
Cause I'll rise from my ashes like a phoenix and destroy the putted on spell.
Might not die but flood the ground,
Stain the stone hollow with my heart shaped pigmentation,
But the range off the spilled bleach never reached her,
cause I try to erase her name that lies on my tongue from the moment our lips met.
I'm ashamed that I threw away my pride for her when I needed time and defiantly let her in.
She pushed me out, but she was just a
loss goal.
I got taught so and left without a word to say,
A demolished heirloom in my DNA,
Everything I try to get to bloom withered to dust in my grumpy hands.
In piety, I don't know what is left to say,
Quietly my thoughts tell me she is lying anyway,
furthermore there is no need to hide,
The strips get pulled from destiny,
And if the goddess
never wanted her with me,
then it gets written in the bone marrow of my vertebra.
Little things let me feel empty now, because she took everything from me years ago.
