I crossed your imaginary line We both knew was there already Your precision of dismemberment Always failed to surprise me
People say duct tape fixes everything But hatred and regret work even better My world has been built from failures That come from every single ******* letter
The devastation You left my heart in Clouds my perception Of forgiveness
Have no idea what this turned into, but I don't want to get rid of it. I know it probably seems like none of these stanzas go together, but I'm lazy.