In response

let me remove my glass' and help me recall these thousand deaths i have written on my wall The fall is not drastic which burns in my mind its soft and romantic a different kind a dream can screem ten thousand times but words are just pictures fractions of mind A kiss I leave as the timing gets right for me to take off wile still day light I will not want you like a new toy I already have you for us to enjoy As for the ticket, I gave it away.