these three angels used to be attorneys
it is such a serious thing to me
oh how i search through the memories
it is such an experience for me
silence creating bold letters like "not" and "better"
these three devils used to be apologies
these three angels used to be monuments
i try to find that feeling from that letter from my consistencies
is such a painful thing to see when the shadows didn't bend
like now and then
these three devils used to be apostrophes
so i destroyed a monument, so what
"Please don't go - I'll eat you up - I love you so"