wither away
crunch and crack
step on my spine
watch it turn black
sun rain shine
snow and solace
we've ripped apart
shreads of content
dont think
memories are made
summertime homes
winter gnomes
incoming of love
flowering grace
we have romance
unorthodox cravings
love a being
love to be
to each their love
to own a heart
aquantiances diminished
friends kept lock and key
to break free in a house
of horns and thorns
thrones of the disgraced
shelter the kind
