This love doth burn like the breath i give it, no will to hold when the veins split, shame is a simple sacrifice away, once a shame, twice a fool, a third and youve got the ground i stand on, current events, weren\'t enough to convince, this love has burnt me to a crisp,
stop, wait, love?
couldnt be
love?
shouldnt be
love?
its an impossability
but love....
is meaningless to me
no use for that which cannot be collected, ive injected faith into this yet coincidentally im wraped up into my own senility, this expierience is quite experimental, while gaining ground im going mental, incidentally, you mean nothing to me
nothing?
nothing
nothing?
not a thing
not even a little?
you are to me as a bag of bones, just shut up and leave me alone, please im begging you, straighten up or find your way out, go on, get to it, im leaving you with no goodbyes
