January 20th, 2011
Her hair was red
Just like fire
She was my weakness
My desire
She led me to my bed
Then left me all alone
Things never felt right
When I was all alone
Her red hair went away
She never wanted to stay
I loved her
And she let me slip away
I wasn’t a priority
My pain was cause I cared
But any time I needed you
You were never there
I let you play my heart
I let you in my head
I loved you to my bones
But you f*cked me over instead
I didn’t want you anymore
But now my hair is red
And you’re no longer here
So I take her to my bed
Doll Poetry 