i put the world on a ring on her finger
she turned to me and said
the neighbor has a galaxy of stars on her finger
so i picked up the peices
to my shattered little china heart
put them on a ring and gave it to her

take a long look at the last blue house
see the broken shutters litter the light
inside remains the beauty of all hope
trapped forever in the wishing well
no penny will ever reverse this pain
wishes are only granted for the worthy
it is time to tear down the blue house
and feel the sorrow of the beautiful

the cup is filled to the brim of blood
the silver chalice lies in her hands
hear the drip droning from the enslaved
licks the perimeter once for good luck
the skin of the devil crawls
as she takes your cup and with her
black skinned sunglasses hisses down
your blood
licking the stains of life
slowly her tongue probes from her lips
the scorpion tipped tongue crawls around
slowly everlastingly she scuffles the chalice
the bottomless serenade swept aside
that scorpion tipped tongue glances
and the fearless devil shrinks down a size
a new empress slithers into the throne
forever enshrined and hailed
as she licks the slivers of your blood
from the plush thorn-bush lips of love
with her black skinned sunglasses hissing

we just grew apart
i was never enough for her
she will tell me how wrong i am
that i filled her cracks with cement
in reality i was a thin plastic
on a bridge that demands steel
demands a good unselfish man
the cracks in my plastic snapped
underneath the pressure of desire
you and i are not the same
we tried
we tried
in the end she wanted a love from me
too powerful for me
too emotional for me
a love she gave and hoped for in return
hopefully she waited a year
and the more she fell in love
the more i drifted apart
i could only give a skimp excuse
it really is not her fault it is mine
she believed in me put her faith inside
and i never returned the favor
she wanted a real love
passionate
fulfilling
enduring
i am none but a false sense
i am the eye of the hurricane
you will not hear me roar until
i am gone

Mediocrity moans the ******* pleasure
Spurring melting love drips from its lips
Amateur hour whisking the air away
Volcanic ash filling the punctured lungs
Lifelessness pours downwards onto the *******
Nothing left between us
Just death and memories of the better days