The sound of a heart breaking,
you realize it's your own...

80 sparkling stars,
colors that range from orange, pink, blue, purple...

Every step closer,
makes you walk even farther...

This.
Electric pyrofrantic life that we revolve around...

Leaving this town for the better
She said she thinks we are dead...

Two blue pupils,
that make me drown into the ocean that is your...

Winds waver by the oak's new leaves
and still my rancid heart bleeds...

We intertwine our pinkies together.
To signify there's a forever...

$2 dollar speeches,
that should come in a box through your front door...

Her feet press into the sand,
like the portraits of a five-year-old's hands...