zebrasindenver

i could cut your name from my flesh

an even pound

but ive already cleared a closet for you

a square mile

a back up plan you say

i call it what i know

hedonism

and a damn good craic

my jewels scratched

my hands scarred

the heart is dented

and the ego broken

for once my eyes are full

but finally the heart

is not

be a queen

not a princess

if you want a king

and not a battle bled warrior