Smile your baby smile and please l… I know I love you, but haven’t yo… Twinkle and shine and don’t ever c… You warm me like a fox in a fox’s… Light of my life and you gave me t…
I wish I could tell my brother That I loved him, But the words are tight in my thro… And I’m a coward. I wish I didn’t say “thank you”
God, thank you For darkness, And fear, And death. Thank you
Love is the sickness. Love is the cure.
The grass was dewy. You carried me on your back. I could feel your heartbeat Through your shirt. I wanted you to be mine,
Last night, all I saw was Nancy. The way she cried when I held her… Like a fleshy cradle Around her broken heart. I saw her loving me
He helps her with her blush. She’s surging red, Velvet and soft like a rose. Her mouth’s gone dry With his wind.
I feel under-appreciated. Isn’t that vain to say? That might just be my Napoleon co…
I find it funny That I raised myself From the cradle To the grave. I never got a chance to be a baby.
If you’re happy, then I’m happy. I’ll be ok if you’re ok. I can’t die without you living. I won’t move on without you search… At night, do you think about me?
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
Nights of chuckling After no jokes And Dancing without nerves Become me
I don’t understand. I don’t understand the cruelty The darkness The fear This choking feeling.
I dislike nothing more than Philosophy. How lazy.
Listening to you sleep, I’m in grace. Each breath a prayer. Every rustle a litany. You don’t know how loud you are
