

Another sticky monotone dayIts another hot and sticky day chalk it up to Boresville its another uneventful day chalk it up to Ayr.Another sticky monotone day
Its another painfully sticky day chalk it up to noone
because you cant blame anyone for this painfully prolonged death.


Crossed WiresI long for your touch but I can't call that love its just the lust that I too often succumb to. Your touch is the explosion of suns, the creation of supernovas.Crossed Wires
I long for his words flowing like gold I always imagined that gold could flow so I guess his words flow like gold. Yes, gold.
And then there is the other - purity, unstained, unmarred and like Hetty I shall leave him be my Hetty, Hetty... But I love him.
I've fallen in love with love. Unrequited love is simplest to handle, with sleepless nights and lacklustre eyes


Your FaithYour faith makes you kind, Your faith makes you strong, Your faith clouds your mind, and your faith makes you wrong.Your Faith
You stand tall with your faith, Throw its light to dark corners, But what do you do when it's stripped of its wonder? You cower and hide and whimper in dark.
So what happens when your faith falls apart? You crawl around blind, right back to the start.
This faith of yours in something unseen, That blinds you to the world and the issues at hand, The faith you wield as a shield against fear, It presents a vision of all things obscene
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