Thoughts spill out like seed fertilizing the drain.
Cut off your face to spite your heart.
Her hands speak the anguish of her soul.
I can't help but believe every word from your mouth.
Every story ends the same.
The values of the masses don't interest me.
All candles burn out.
Sunsets prepare us for the Sunrise.
The sound of shards of glass funneled through
an amplifier and played back at peak volume.
Your face befits an angel, your tongue bathes in acid.
There was nothing left once we came.
Everything becomes lost once we leave it behind.
My thoughts towards you are bound between a previous love
and loyalty and an uncertain path.
The wait, the wait, the weight of it all.
When you find it, you will know.
There is no defense, only offense.
A-ttack...Con-so-nants-and find-where-it all-comes-to
-ge-ther-and-falls-a-part.
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