And the silence
That's the beauty...

I don't want your stupid clothes
Take back you retched books...

A moment, please
Just one for now...

I love them all.
(Secretly: Just Bree...

I dare you to hit me again,
To bring down my day with this pain...

We used
To be...

A stitch for a joint
With buttons for eyes...

A defect
I'm dented...

My poison of choice
Is a bottle of doubt...

As waves jump high
And tides run low...

As we march
they slowly cry...

Clouds are rushing
Falling by...