Stone cold, the promises I had sold Down the caves. Is he the one who saves? Forgot the compass, Afraid of what’s anonymous. Let the air strike me, I deserve it. I am worthless debris, Some objects and some agree My existence, they guarantee. Nowhere else I can go so I bid my time running to and fro. Loops I can’t resolve. I got the love that dissolves like sugar, but sugar precipitates as love over time evaporates. Containment, I carve The Punishment, I forgave. Blame me, I made him think I am a slave.
