hisnameisdean

You took my soul for rent Meshed mine and yours In one brilliant blast A bestiary Now returned As broken merchandise Borrowed goods You kept my kisses But gave back The crown I conferred to you Crowded my thoughts And crept into my dreams Only to dissipate And disappear After draining me Of affection Leaving me dry Our future A fantastic film Now finished And foregone FIN Grow up And get real Great relationships Are built on Gratuity Be glad You got to Get your hands On my heart Once whole Now hurt And riddled with holes Born by your hostility To my soul you took For rent