The smell of morning haze and air,
You brought nothing, but nightmare,
Your lies became the deadliest poison,
You came back and ended my summer season.
Turning tables and denying accusations,
The unending wraths and manipulations,
The charming words and discard phase,
You keep on throwing the blame in my face.
The lense of your camera focuses on my reaction,
Not an apothecary, but he let me drink his killer potion,
A potion that were made up of coldness and madness,
You're once an angel, but now you're so heartless.
You plucked all the petals of mine,
You broke all the plates in the dine,
You're eyes filled with darkness and ire,
You caged me in your palm, and you set a fire.
