Misplaced.

 He could not love me better, the distance between our souls,

broke the pieces of my heart and left it full of holes,

I loved him like a memory as sweetly playing music ties,

and caught the spider web their spinning, deep into his lies,

how could I be so nieve and hold him in the highest place,

he was dust within my eyes, and now I feel misplaced

For all the women seem to swarm Like flies into webbing spun,

And I am keeping spiders closer , because my love is done.