fool me once, shame on you sweet words lured me in
i was such a fool to trust them
the hyacinth poison whispered
into my ears during witching hour;
in hindsight, that should have been
my first clue.
fool me twice, shame on me holding me softly is how i first fell
i was such a fool to trust you
your embrace felt like clouds on my skin
and i forgot about the blue and purple
until your hold became constricting
and i started to ache all over
fool me thrice, shame on both of us
not a true story! thought i should throw that out there. on that note, i have no idea where this came from...