A coarse exhalation of lungs that pray for pity
My two
Weight leaves in anger from my shoulders.
Words of wisdom
I felt you slip away, far away from me, further
In you I see further can it last forever?
Identify your
The tears suspend.
Smiles are not more than (empty love)
The tears suspend.
Smiles are not more than (empty love)
Locked doors
The tears suspend
Smiles are not more than empty love
Locked doors
Oh why cant I be what you need
a new
Oh why can't I be what you need?
A newer improved
The sound of my breath flutters past your ear
Tearing down
Creation imperfect
Do you defy this?
Could you and
your swollen
This is the end result of so many meetings at
Rising and spiraling
Then vanish in the wind
I can't tell where
Pressing on about our business
Comfort is getting too expensive
Hot shots
on the might of kings and captains on
(it won't be
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