My pail white lover
you come down so easy.
You come to please just me.
You slide down you comfort,
you take away the hurt.
I heard the rumor,
that I shouldn't love her.
I was told she might kill,
but she never will.
Though, she makes the earth stand still.
Time moves on in uncomfortable ways.
She takes away the tears,
she doesn't care to hear my shed.
It's better than those who have bled,
just to see the blood.
My sins are heavy, and my burden too.
She is an extra weight, more of her I need
every time my soul bleeds. She ...