For quiet winter nights
Surely bring the final death.
Found is rest..tired soul.
Will consume your thoughts
Invade your soul.
Weaken your heart.
You will never be the same.
You fucker… You Mother fucker..fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck.
lol
I just wanted to love and be loved back.
but it’s necessary.
Never letting things go like they should be
Always projecting forward what the would be.
Never satisfied with the now.