Once You Have Perceived That Life Is

Death Is My Lover And He Wants To Move In.

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

Your Hair Is An Act Of God.

No Boy Is Worth Crying Over, And The One Who Is Won't Make You Cry.

I Love You Still, Against My Will.