Hope is a starling.
I cried for a whole damn week.
We cut all the ropes.
Freedom is a swing.
All the dead leaves are gone now.
Pink skin in the spring.
I wrote it all down.
Love was left by the ocean.
let me sing to you.
Love is not a game.
He taught me how to play cards.
My mind is a cage.
The first month I died.
A museum in my mind.
Heaven was our love.
The Life And Death Of Love 