Run to the cliff edge
Out of breath, effete.
Searching to find blade
For to ease pain,
Love the sound of falling.
That trickling drip
You block behind
Complete city screams, you...
Me...In a world
Love fights with.
That deep crushing feeling
Can't escape my own photo,
Live-wire incoherent pain.
Without a sound
You never came
Love, and the scorching flames.
