Sunday, March 24, 2013

better man

she's in the class A team
stays in men's day dreams
a walking summer, she smells like rain
but she's never deserved this much pain
she needs more than the past 6 years
shedding too many of those same old tears
she was just on the lower hand
she couldn't believe this was really her man
whisked away by the short stick
roses at first but turned to prick
he made it too cold for his angel to fly 
no longer will he make her hurt or cry 
seems the  worst things in life come free to us
never again, no settling for less
so now she's banking on the upper hand
but not exactly how she planned
these two years are a harder glance 
of a life she's waiting on and hopes to dance
in a white dress holding his hand
cuz finally, she's found a better man

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