Fawn

Tiffany

On a Saturday night I sat and thought about the previous lies The fights All the times you had made me cry I strived to keep us alright But I had no more might Now as I cross the streets I see your fingers intertwined With a new lover, they say he is an athlete I know they say love is blind But I thought we had something I wish for one day I will find someone to mend my broken heart I pray That I will be smart For I made a mistake with you, darling As the days pass by I see my tears dry up As I now realize I was never the bad guy So I now lineup At the checkout lane in Home Depot As I ponder back to our old memories I start to realizes the toxins in your blood Everything we thought we had now gone And as my eyes flood A mademoiselle insist the words “come on” Her eyes sparkle and I long to know more Before I am gone I look down at the floor And press on. “What is your name?” “Fawn” Some time had passed From my first encounter with Fawn It had all happened very fast But she had showed me everything I dreamed of For Fawn, I know, will stay from dusk till dawn.

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