Window pains

And as she came
Light were her things
Simple were her ways
Her motto was to never die

As she came
Love was all she claimed
I drank her water
Trying to quench this undying thrist

Ooh as she came
Pain was all she left behind
Sad music and sad poetry
The death of all that was true

And when she cames
I promised to shield her
Protect her from all that we lost
I promised to live our lie again

As she left
Five in the morning, in the cold rain
In claims of I don't need you no more
Her and her Lightskin things