You say songs sung in the snow
strip the heartstrings bare...
I rise,
'til stilts beneath my feet...
Make your lies and make them plenty
Waltz around the room like you're so connoisseur...
Love
my new...
My heart
not so stupid anymore...
For the final time I will steal
one last sip of your bitter cup...
Of all the cheating and the lies I hear everyday,
Of all the silent screams without the words to...
I may wear a yellow dress
to laugh at the mad waves...
Carefree life they lead with a smile
Hiding mischievous thought in their eyes...
Come again, be a sight I desire wrapped in
a further unforeseen summer...
Life,
Precious as it might be...
Her mind-
a collection...