Christ, I'm fresh dead torn from your cross My God my hope bled just wicked world loss. Toss coins in collection it's too little too late buy Katie's affection she ate an empty plate.
I tremble in wonder born in Coney Island tunnel of love thunder in your ****** hand. We soared heights kissed coaster skies ******* in frights I Love Your lies.
Countless pieces birth to death put in place first to final breath. Paint watercolor of lovers' fight darkness to love over into light. Too many shapes don't fit right. I press harder until they fit tight.