you had me ,you had me once upon a time,
then you took my heart -
and it shattered like glass -
and you watched the ruby droplets,
cascade across your tiled floor.
made a mockery of my blood,
tore my name to shreds everywhere -
told people horrible little lies -
made rain fall from my hickory eyes,
as the blades of green in your eyes -
cut more wounds along with your tongue,
which you used as a sword to slay me.
i wish that i had missed our first kiss,
and simply walked away when you spoke -
because the ice inside your soul -
chilled me to the core and it burned,
tore a hole in my warm pocket of bliss.
and now you want to say you're sorry?
well, it's about damn time, i'd say -
but your chill has turned me cold -
your charm no longer dazzles me,
and my fire will burn through your soul -
until you get the hint and turn around.
don't you dare come back for me, no.
don't you come back, at all, just keep going.
you had me once upon a time,
and you will never have me again.
i refuse to be weighed down i
on the brinkcrowned in flowers and robed in pink,
you dance upon the edge, near the brink -
of insanity and sanity careful not to waver -
because you do not wish to be a new flavor;
of oddity swirled in indifference or shame,
but if you fell only you could be to blame.
flirting with death and danger is a risk,
so be careful of that cruel iron whisk -
one flick of the wrist and your movements -
as well measured movements are no defense.
so go back to your field of flowers, love -
and give lilacs to the pure ivory dove.
for this game of chess is quite dangerous,
and it's no place for a faerie princess.
flap you little glittering wings away,
and find yourself a child with whom to play.
do not insist upon being here in this place,
because if you fall so does your pretty face -
it will be an image smashed into shambles,
and you'll become one of those maids that rambles -
on and on about how her life used to be.
i wouldn't want that life, if that were me.
so skip away to fields of golden rod and daisies