tragic/ erasure

speak, spell what's that word again? In, out of my head again clearcut charmed i'm sure again clarity a wishful thought.

cloud, fog looks like rain again glass, wall looks could kill again clockface half past two again turn again and how time flies

dream world in my palm again hot, cold fingers burn again tear drop to the floor again cruelty how real is real?

a wise men indeed a fool to believe her heart on my sleeve is laughing at me best left unsaid there's no truth in what's said. -