"I must confess that nothings changed for now.
While knives that line sweet conversations still find a way,
into our beds while we sleep.
Can't you see that there's an ocean that drawn a line,..."If They Move Kill Them
"Words don't contain subtlety tact
eludes speech even in whispers
Pieces of my broken thoughts mumble
through my teeth you learn I can't keep myself straight..."Letter Of Intent
"you break down systematically when everything is black and
white and red Is up for living enough to sleep at night?
you must be tired now from days and nights of growing old,
I'll mark this down as one and call it moving on...."|
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