I need drugs to replace my lack of hugs lack of love lack of a god above the screams of doves crying I can't get out alive can't get out if I try I strive to hide it's breaking around me like when the sky fell too many years I spent in hell and I still did too well I got rid of my soul what else can I sell what else can I dwell well I shale curse these dames douse these flames enshroud my pain with the blame of yesterday's shame.
niobe:
*HUGS*