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.
