This was just a one-the-spot poem I wrote, I don't expect good reviews I'm not very good at this.
As someone once said 'Don't let the ryhmes control you' well I do and I'm sorry ;;

My broken heart is aching

Is this how it's ment to be?

My life is what you've taken

Just give it back to me

You've wrapped me around finger

By accident you claim

I was just a singer

No real riches or fame

They say I'm such a goddess

Way to good for you

But let's both be modest

All we want is just us two

And I feel so used and mad

I know you mean no harm

But how is this not all bad?

You left me on our farm!

I just want the time back

Come right home to me

Bring me qualities you lack

And let me see

My Fire-dancer.