literature always reads

the cut bleeds

the puppy feeds

and a soul needs

and a soul bleeds unless it feeds

laying there I never saw

the ground move from under me

staring at the stars with you

I'm swallowed by the lie

of never seeing where I am

for one moment I can understand

I would give you anything

anypart of me

my haert beets faster than light

it's a dark world no cancle in the night

well my soul is wanting yours

my haert is wanting syone

my life begs for early death

when I'm with you you're all alone

and a soul bleeds

bleeds on me and you

and when we're one

we fall apart

die alone with a blank tomb stone

that reads