The cynical spinning of the world can lead love
to hate once the great times have faded
I used to describe your eyes as green
Now I realize
they're jaded
Passionate and unbridled
were accurate descriptions of your youth
You rebounded down love trails
Before crashing
into hard truths
It hurt so bad that you saw stars
falling individually from your heaven
You armed yourself with negativity
Used distance as protection
Now suitors that look too deeply
are met with aggression
before they have a chance to hurt you
they are injected with your venom
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