Who stood with all her pretense
hanging gorgeous on the wall

A mask she wore of kindness
the hawk eye lay beneath

Wings that spread all over
slowly moving down the hall

Returned to me a feeling
One I barely can recall

Nothing but a memory
drifting slowly through the leaves

The smoke and burning embers
walking naked in the fall

Her smile brought unease
with her lies she stood so tall

With her eyes she used to flame
the heated fires like the tide

Now all that she remains
is hanging gorgeous on the wall