Crying birds
And dying words
Have let me live
A heart so weak
And a face so bleak
Cease to exist

Please lisa show me how

Sweet salvation is a tangible divine
Your reciprocation is the burning in the sky

Tasteless rhymes and faceless eyes
Won’t haunt me now
I am never sure its my perception I adore
Or a concrete block of perpetual engagement
A dispersion of pheromones baby