(DiffordTilbrook)



She was full of lies and boredom

It came as no surprise that she would cheat

Her nails were long and sharp

But she didn't play the harp

She wasn't an angel I told her

But she wasn't able to understand my words

Rich pickings in reverse

I wasn't Shakespeare

It's simple

Did she expect me

To kiss her feet



A very acidic tongue

Waggled in her head

Life was lots of fun

At times I had to smile

In front of everyone

We seemed the best of friends

Life had just begun

When on the roof a tile began to slip

The house of love caved in and that was it



She was full of tears by nature

It came to me so clear that she would creep

Her eyes were stale and spun

Like marbles in the sun

She wasn't a princess I told her

And so I witnessed the slaying of my life

That lasted half the night



I wasn't Jesus

Believe me

Our love was seedless

And incomplete