Four seats empty, six seats taken. And I had one with a view Making sight seem lesser blue. But for those who seem mistaken, They would tell me stories too.
My head was of metal My heart was of straw My bones were of twigs For those who did not know They scarred each one
And you and I can keep going And you and I can recover For the blood flows as the river g… And I and you float on its waters And I and you know well
I stare at the sand upon these bla… I sit on their crippled and bent a… Think still on the words that thei… And sit in the dark as a common wa… The day is not bright, so it seems…
Whirl our way, dearest deceaser! This is your time and ours to fly! The time to fly nears, The deceased thrown in fears, While the living await death!
I walked in as I did every 7th of… And as I caught up on the situati… I noticed a fly go into the room. The fly landed on the wall Where the stains of the previous a…
Against my will I act like me I am not who I pretend I am only a humanoid on the inside I am a human on the out I see something in me
As I make my way to the metal Where the flames burn my desires, I drop my newly found petal, For it keeps me warm. I do walk my way to my sack,
We’ve lost ones before And in future lose. But now what we store, Bring in through this door Is ours now to choose.
If she were to understand Then she would not accept me So I am glad But also so sad She knows when she sees the scar
With the Roaches I share An inanimate Stare And a messed up appearance That I cannot bear A Thought without clearance
Question told me as she spoke Answer now for Question’s sake She knew that she would provoke Messy questions Question made Question rode her Answer horse
Milady, may I have this dance? And in this number will we stay? May we forever form a stance And leave our masks on ‘till the d… I cannot say I’ll happy be
Everyone’s eating. Maybe I shoul… I’m not hungry Finally, a break. Two hours and… I don’t want a break I wonder when we’ll get back to wo…
I’m having a feeling But don’t understand I look at the ceiling And I cannot stand She used to be torture