he thought for two -------------------- this is our daughter, this is serious... atrophied lungs, atrophied gums laying on the floor, take hand in guns i feel unprotected if i feel this space she'll choke on the gas, he'll choke in the wind press them on vinyl, press in your lungs it's really okay if your mind is hung i know i'm a hypocrite, but so are you there's really nothing else better to do lay there and imagine if it stayed insane if two were to fail to cry against heart it'll happen again, long after i'm gone but i'll stay away, with my hand in mine doesn't feel the same, but that's alright i guess it's enough to hold me until i...
I loved the way you ended this... it was a nice touch dropping the rhyme scheme and going with the free form. It gives off a more powerful sincerity, imo. Powerful stuff! Thanks for sharing, and it's great to see you in these parts again!
