Oh how could you not see,
I believe your too good for me...

This is the story of a bun,
who sadly never got any fun...

Heaven yes has its posers,
heaven is you and me closer...

Damage taken, damage done,
Demons dancing oh so fun...

Only Angels Ride With Meteors,
In fluid grace...

Even though, you told me that you’d never,
You did...

So far, so close such tragedy,
Emotion I have waited to release...

Here I lie!
Staring into nothing...

Someone give me something to fill,
To fill this gap and stop the pain...

These feelings I feel,
Leave wounds that won’t heal...

To love you this is bliss,
Oh how could I ever get over this...

From the baby in the mother
To baby’s older brother...