The Tragedy of  a Maiden Fair

She would take me in
In home, in spirit, and in her mouth
She was mine
Mine to break and forsake
Vows and promises alike
She was mine
For a time

Her eyes could tell no lies
A deep sorrow for me to treasure
A sorrow for me to love
For tomorows wasted on a hangover
And the two of us succumbed to darker whims and fancy

She gave me all and I tore it down
She took me in and spat my cum
An angel from a darker place
We were always better broken
She...was always better

Her smile could slay the gods
Old and new would wilt in rue
A beautiful tragedy
Her life of pain
I took her in
I broke her in

She loved me and my despair
She took me in
She only visits me in my sleep
Her ghost to haunt my ugly soul
She took me in and I left her there in dreams unfair