When the wind blows, the bow breaks.
Cradle falls, and the earth shakes.
For Gods sake,
My prayers for all, last night I danced with the devil.
My hunger encroaches, creeping on the life I never had, never wanted, wish was mine.
I hate your poems, I love your heart, I hate your words, I love your art.
Nothing is audible, everything is loud!
I love you’S sound like vinegar, and your tongue taste like sulphur.
Give me one last kiss
Let me embrace your soul, while your body rots in a ditch.