I Am Torn In Two But I

O Starry Night, This Is How I Want To Die

Sometimes The Soul Takes Pictures Of Things It Has Wished For, But Never Seen.

I've Grown Tired Of Love You Are The Trouble With Me I Watch You Walk Right By

Abundance Is Scooped From Abundance Yet Abundance Remains.

In A Letter (no Matter How Quickly It Is Written Or Honestly Or Freely Or Lovingly) It Is More Possible To Be Loving And Lovable, More Possible To Reach Out And To Take In ... I Feel I Have Somehow Deceived You Into Thinking This Is Really A Human Relationship. It Is A Letter Relationship Between Humans.