We were a good thing
Maybe subtle underused
I wanted the real thing
I was not confused
Ready and willing
To forgo the truce
Able and giving
If you became my muse
To tell you the truth
I got used to feeling used
To make you feel brand new
Thunder fervent
Undercurrent
Blundered service
Don't get it misconstrued
Trauma and drama
Bottomless saga
Heavy on throttle
A power abused
Strength grace and wit
Order from within
More warm than cold
Some young old souls
In a world thats getting small
Humbled, still, adorned
In my mind i was reborn
In your eyes i saw the scorn