Twigs on fire Never linger, never flit. Their emotions stand dire To the situation that cannot be sp… Twigs on fire never see.
I remember how I cried When they cut down Our tree.
I’m so broken, And the glass stings were my façad… There’s nothing left to do. There’s nothing left to say. There’s no air left for me to brea…
I love John. I love when he cries. When he looks at me, I fly.
Mom, I miss you, And I’m miserable. I miss grandma, And I’m so lonely. I miss being a kid.
Mark, I miss you, And I love you. Each day is lost Without you.
There is no real romance like fore… There is no time or room to breath… But just the beating of their hear… Traps you. Like a rabbit hopelessly ensnared,
He thinks I’m pretty And maybe too witty, That I was worth the fight. He claimed he’s so glad. I’m the best he’s ever had.
Like Augustus, I fear oblivion When I should pass.
You ruined me. How could you? You’re my mother. You were supposed to be strong. Not me.
She looked like innocence And felt like sin And died like grace And fell like a bird And fell like a bird
My broken heart Throbs dysfunctionally. It beats to a cracked rhythm Between dead, dead, dead And life, life, life.
Dignity is death.
You know, I miss you both Like I miss my childhood blanket That I wonder idly about.
The devil’s in my midst.