a secret society
of lost ideologies
and upset stomachs
acidic with pride
tired
because we woke up our old gods
too early
it is not the end of the world
and now they are making it so

11:11 he asked me to make a wish,
What do I say,
All that I ever wish,
Is here,
In front of me,
His eyes pierce in mine,
I can't control my instincts,
He kisses my head,
In a tender move,
Clutches me tight,
Against his muscles,
And said,
I WOULD NEVER EVER LEAVE YOU.....
YOU ARE THE BEST THING THAT HAS EVER HAPPENED TO ME.....

My soul was not born
For you in the interest of
When you come to me