literature always reads  the cut bleeds  the puppy feeds  and a soul needs  and a soul bleeds unless it feeds  laying there I never saw  the ground move from under me  staring at the stars with you  I'm swallowed by the lie  of never seeing where I am  for one moment I can understand  I would give you anything  anypart of me  my haert beets faster than light  it's a dark world no cancle in the night  well my soul is wanting yours  my haert is wanting syone  my life begs for early death  when I'm with you you're all alone  and a soul bleeds  bleeds on me and you  and when we're one  we fall apart  die alone with a blank tomb stone  that reads...