Look at you a lil fair maiden
in such despair but step back from it all
and take a deep look:
Because who put you there?
It took so long to cut the thread
you would stare at it loose
on your favorite dress
then little by little
look at you girlfiend!
Gave the entire garb to a charity
faraway only to find it waiting
to rip you to shreds some more
downtown in a store you would never
be caught dead at.
Still your beloved
embracing it adoring it
letting it take over your frame
not caring that the flame is still
one sided.
You wear it for him
the thread still loose
he eats you he loves you
you are a star but then
you can hear the silence as he goes far away.
All thats left are multiple threads unraveled
on the floor and wondering
why the fuck you ever opened the door
to that downtown store.
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