literature always reads the cut bleeds the puppy
feeds and a soul needs and a soul bleeds unless
it feeds laying there I never saw the ground move
from under me staring at the stars with you I'm
swallowed by the lie of never seeing where I am
for one moment I can understand I would give you
anything anypart of me my haert beets faster than
light it's a dark world no cancle in the night
well my soul is wanting yours my haert is wanting
syone my life begs for early death when I'm with
you you're all alone and a soul bleeds bleeds on
me and you and when we're one we fall apart die
alone with a blank tomb stone that reads...