Inner issues drewa morbid mind toomuch I’ve had youI do not miscontrue. For the love loveI need this type pillthat takes away allthis life has killed. Lead me to the roofwhere you would dothe tragic of that allthat has hurt you. Tell Diablo assuageall the wails all ragethat is upon the stageyou intend to cage….

The Liquor

Bed is stableas I down liquor.Down I go nowadrift quicker. I have a touchfiending greentake away painand the obscene. I like chasingclouds where Idon’t whimpernor do I not cry. Steely crimsonand red velvetadorn your tasteI can not help it. All our hurt itlifts off my eyes.Sweet love ofmine you I cry. But there’s tearsnot for…