I forget how to love When I’m gritting my teeth Because I’m a fucking hole/ Nothing’s coming out of my mouth n… Because I don’t love my mom,
Can you hear it? It is the cry of the poor. Their howling curls inside of my h… It pains me as if I were one of t… But, I am.
If only My tears were colors. There would be pink on my pillow And green on my shoes. There would be red on the paper
I was born of the Virgin Mary, Given life to rid earth of evil. Blood on my hands, Dirt on my hands, I’m akin with Christ Himself.
Am I incurable? It seems so. I’m an incorrigible invalid Of the heart.
There’s so much blood in blood cou… As there are stones in my heart When I hear your name. The winged-pig can fly daily Once I’ve let myself remember
That’s why she died– Because she never let anyone hold… She didn’t trust herself. She didn’t let anyone love her Or touch her
Never give up on love, Though I’ve died a thousand times Just waiting. And I’ve hoped in the rain. So many times
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”
I often cajole myself Into crying, But I refrain. I know I’ll never stop.
Woah. The bright sky Makes me want to live, And the grass Smells too good to miss.
Nights of chuckling After no jokes And Dancing without nerves Become me
The devil’s in my midst.
He helps her with her blush. She’s surging red, Velvet and soft like a rose. Her mouth’s gone dry With his wind.
Mark, I miss you, And I love you. Each day is lost Without you.