When he fell to the earth he shattered
Shattered into rose petals
And the rose petals knew
Knew what a man was
And despised the man they were before
Before they plucked their wings
And fell into hell
Where Satan disowned the man with a rose for a soul
Books told stories
Stories of men with tired whiskey eyes and sad smiles
And sad does something to men
No
Boys
Boys with band t shirts listening to rock n roll are stereo typical
But isn't he different
He lives in women's minds
No
One girls mind
Toxic love in her eyes
And she knows his sad eyes
Turns him into what she deems worthy as a man
What is a man to her
Something her father never was
Present
Present is being there
They fall like flowers into demons Chambers
And wake up the next morning in love
In love with no complications
No need to make him jealous
No desire to leave one another
All they want is to need each other
She knows cigerrates are poison
But so is he
So why let him touch your lips
When you know in the morning you won't be able to breathe