"Stop with the drama"You say as I pour out every last drop of emotion left in my body and soulAlmost EmptyDrip like tearsDrops of warm milk and honey ..
A concrete jungle love storyAn electric cityAdorned with wire vines and steal rail lines that take the city to new heightsUnderground echoes like the ..
Love is a form of possessionTwo become one, sometimes involuntarilyInfatuation smells like frankincense and myrrhLust fills every pore and crevice of ..