He sees only what he wants to see
There never truly was a she
A service, yes. A person, no
Left in the rain, nowhere to go
Defaced emotions
He stole her life
Lies he told her, of
One day becoming his wife
She went to a place she never knew
A life she found so torn and through
He baited her with only games to play
Throwing her sense of dignity away
Disrespected her, right to the core
Called her back, to play some more.
Never to be written about again
That was the battle that brought her to the end.
Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2014
There never truly was a she
A service, yes. A person, no
Left in the rain, nowhere to go
Defaced emotions
He stole her life
Lies he told her, of
One day becoming his wife
She went to a place she never knew
A life she found so torn and through
He baited her with only games to play
Throwing her sense of dignity away
Disrespected her, right to the core
Called her back, to play some more.
Never to be written about again
That was the battle that brought her to the end.
Kahala Lei
Blood Money Poets
copyright 2014
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