The smear on the blade of the old rusted razor
Thick, dark red and dripping...

Gifted with words.
With which...

Smile.
Coupled...

I'm sorry...
I never meant to make you sad...

I pledge
My love for you is true...

You say you've changed...
I can see that...

Valentines day's here
Guess this is number 1...

Through a lens,
suns distant and hostile...