Tie me, when awake... My lips are craving, My soul is fending, My fists are tight, My tears are ice. Take me, when in vain... I scream “I need it” They scream “I have it” I cry “I want it, but I can’t.” Hug me, when I need... A light to ride A sound to... Leer más →
We placed a ticking bomb Right inside of our souls Faced with the thought of abortion Of a beast that was really a saint Letting him live wasn’t an option If we wanted our love to prevail What the hell? So we betrayed procreation By sucking out the bunch of cells murdered natural selection Practiced... Leer más →
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