

A Parasol For A Pair Of SoulsThere's an ocean of glass I wake up to, and see the day born before my very eyes. I rub them dry. A beautiful sunlit ambiance. The sky isn't all that far. The world isn't always a cold place, when you stand beneath the largest star.A Parasol For A Pair Of Souls
A sea of flames engulfs the eyes, Of an industry, suffocating beneath a blanket of slumber. I didn't grow up with this sound. My pride has turned on me, so I'll turn it back around.
A smile can still embrace a kiss upon the temple, Of a child who does not resemble, who his thought to be his father. For love is love, a


Birth The BubbleSo we watch the world in all it's shame, Drawing new lines for us to cross. By tomorrow morning, I'll have you forming, An alliance with the moss.Birth The Bubble
Things speed up as I slow down, To keep track of shaky ground. Keep me coming back for more, I'll keep disclosing what's in store.
I chewed the wire to start the fire, Inside each separate tooth. I keep on letting society strike me, Until they knock one loose.
I never meant to pray for power, Never meant to waste an hour. You throw down like a bulimic throws up, Soon, six feet under, lyin
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may your organs fail before your dreams fail you!
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you know you love me. xoxo. aly.
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The fact that no one understands you, doesn't make you an artist.
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