It's a misplaced memory, a sick passion that
seeks the highest mountains to rupture at...

Kneel for the patience of this challenger
for I lasted nights and days in your hell...

I stirred my thoughts
into the darkness of...

If I was to dip
my pen, deep inside...

I'm not little,
and I'm not pride...

My dreams get better at the end
but first let's imagine a glass house...

I will no longer write aloud.
This will be my last suicide...

Today is merely the last one left
for me to make a last wish as I write...

Boundlessly tossing into the ocean,
gathering jewels from the muddled...

I no longer wear my heart on my sleeve,
holding my feelings at the edge of my tongue...

Like a waterfall my sweet, I fall frequently
into the painful pleasure your love bestows me...

I ask of you, before you love me
to destroy me, break my heart to...