To Be Abandoned Like That! Shut Out

This Star Won't Go Out. And It Won't. We Won't Let It.

Let Us Go, Through Certain Half-deserted Streets, / The Muttering Retreats / Of Restless Nights In One-night Cheap Hotels / And Sawdust Restaurants With Oyster-shells: / Streets That Follow Like A Tedious Argument / Of Insidious Intent / To Lead You To An Overwhelming Question.../ Oh, Do Not Ask, 'what Is It?' / Let Us Go And Make Our Visit"' 'i'm In Love With You,' He Said Quietly.

You Live For Pretentious Metaphors.

You Have A Choice In This World, I Believe, About How To Tell Sad Stories, And We Made The Funny Choice.

We All Matter - Maybe Less Then A Lot But Always More Than None.