no, that pillow's not a honeybun
sea of markers
nothing more
escapes
my fear of this
beating
bruising
caressing
heart
my fear is so
strong and i can't
hold onto
this string
any longer, i'm
sorry
but you'll have to
go on without me
by your side
nothing more
escapes
my fear of this
beating
bruising
caressing
heart
my fear is so
strong and i can't
hold onto
this string
any longer, i'm
sorry
but you'll have to
go on without me
by your side