I see you: Cause you won't get out of my way
I hear you: Cause you won't quit screaming my name
I feel you: Cause you won't stop touching my skin
I need you: They're coming to take you away
-away-breaking benjamin-

superfluously new

All gone a little fast. Thievery of a heart-case unknown, deception of a distance

that precedes perception. The door closes, down the hall, as I talk to myself

in a blank stare. On the other end is anyone...I hope. Only...one is like to breathe,

and any can live. Fireside chats are warmth in between zero and one. Colorful

words to my grey-shade scheme. Outdated characters kept in passing,

exquisitely arranges by one of so few....they were arrange by you.

"...you fall away from your past, but it's following you..."