This close to the ever leaning gloom dinning calmly beside these cold bodies. Windows matted down with years of laughter and the salty air hangs still. Overcome you will these painless sighs and formidable glances dormancy clammers. Its foolish i know to spell these tales with no end nor beginnings. You must think I'm wasting your time with these vibratos deflecting fast and colliding with our current state of mind. I apologise for the last time. We've all repeated acts and sang the same chune to relax. Like blacked out poetry we are now trembling voids between facts. Ive done this before and ive been here many time. Ill wreck the garden and mend the fences go back to the old rumble inside. Ill cave for both of us dont worry baby ill be fine. No more goodbyes.
