these cursive lines you love to meet,
you made me fool, flock at the feet
and you're purely something horrible, and you made it into a verse of 4,
and the time is up, signature: write it off,
lets tell the world you're living has cost,
the love that you loved, it's all been lost,
and i love that i love, seeing the clear sky of your style,
it's a good job we died because you killed, i smiled, i lied, i didn't see clear skies,but i saw them after the rain had gone, and you were the shower, so i went for shelter
