In a disaster story,
A central conflict of primal rage,
Usual sort of desperation, characters remain the same. Never cut you out. I cut you in,
Feeding on life leftovers,
I am writing to you. You should realize,
It hurts me too. Walk on broken gla**,
Is the pain safe at the end?
All the elements in life's complexity,
Make our struggle infinite. Never cut you out. I cut you in,
Feeding on life leftovers,
I am writing to you. You should realize,
It hurts me too. All the elements in life's complexity,
Make our struggle infinite. Never cut you out. I cut you in,
Feeding on life leftovers,
I am writing to you. You should realize,
It hurts me too. I cut you in,
Feeding on life leftovers,
I am writing to you. You should realize,
It hurts as I cut you in.