Put on a mask
to hide what is real
said you were my prince
then, like a villain tried to put me under a spell
Told me you had armor of steal
I couldn’t see all the weapons you had concealed
said you would always defend
didnt know promises had an end
Spoke so high, called me a Queen
now I see everything was part of a scene
Slander my name
refuse to take blame
have a big heart yet still cant feel shame?
everything to you is a competition; a game
Spoke in the name of love
the kind you dont fall out of
Yet here you are with my heart in hand
things didnt go the way you planned
so you act out until you get a reaction that you demand
Oh little prince who thinks he is so tough
the armor you wear is full of scuffs
When you wipe your blade after this bloody afair
maybe then you will become aware
I cant fight back if I am beaten down
You have knocked me onto this here ground
You can keep the crown
You have won the final battle for my heart
I cant continue playing any part
-DF
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