spoke in love tongue warmed up in laughter and then woke up one morning and thought my name the victim says
one morning when I had taken myself away from this earth and burried myself in dirt on another place
anywhere oh anywhere other then this petty little world where only you and the other soul exsist in the mist and dew in the evaporation of my wet thoughts within my thoughts only inside of you my mind caressed your blood
my steam runs down your veins will I ever forgive myself for letting you own my mind and my smoke circles your face and clings to our breath and if suffocating crept I wouldt even recognize you-- death
when here under a opressors arms
simply delighted melting vigorusly in the diluted charm oh we are everything everything but at the moment it dosent no it dosent seem wrong