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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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