The Onely Ones By Lightning Bug
I have living in me
Something weeping
Curled inside it lies there
Sleeping
When you smile, I see
Hollow things through which the past is shimmering
Then I feel it move in me…
We did not
Choose our hands
Intertwining
I did not
Choose my heart
Its endless pining
When you smile, I see
All the bad that I can be
Then I feel it move in me…
