made in hospital using touchscreen s0mewehre betw33n awake and sl33p

t0morrow going to cecile.

al0ne

but I still love j00 until my dying br3ath

I wear this crown of thorns

Upon my liar's chair

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair

Beneath the stains of time

The feelings disappear

You are someone else

I am still right here