No One Survives Life.

I Am An Emotional Plagiarist, Stealing Other People's Pain, Subsuming It Into My Own Until I Can't Remember Whose It Is Any More.

Of Course I Loved You, You Saved My Life. I Wish You Hadn’t I Wish You Hadn’t I Wish You’d Left Me Alone.

I Dread The Loss Of Her I've Never Touched Love Keeps Me A Slave In A Cage Of Tears I Gnaw My Tongue With Which To Her I Can Never Speak I Miss A Woman Who Was Never Born I Kiss A Woman Across The Years That Say We Shall Never Meet Everything Passes Everything Perishes Everything Palls My Thought Walks Away With A Killing Smile Leaving Discordant Anxiety Which Roars In My Soul No Hope No Hope No Hope No Hope No Hope No Hope No Hope

I Love You Still, Against My Will.

Your Hair Is An Act Of God.