"Although In The Sun, Lilies Can Be Wrong&quo"Although In The Sun, Lilies Can Be Wrong, But Still Wears Shades Of Morning Yellows"
Wastes Of Lives Yellow with Rusted Roots
Feed From The Hidden Spring Of Death-
Lily, Where Is Your Sister?
I know about your midnight bed tears-
You Told Me, Remember?
I Was Hooked
And My Heart Bled All Over My New Clothes.
Your Sister Is Dead and I'm So Sorry!
I tried to hold you In Varied Ways,
To Take That Pain Away
To Save You At My Expense-
I'd Still Give-
I still Have your emptiness added to my own-
Your Father Followed The Rose, Leaving A Mystery In You
I'm Still So Sorry,
I wish I Had God-given magick
I'd change it for you
You hurt me-
And I wish you had closure as to "why"
Why he did what he did
Then he stopped
And Left Twice
I'm Still So Sorry
And you told me you didn't know why he stopped the daddy hugs and play before he left
It's sadness here, It's the same there-
I know you...
Wherever you may be-
The Devil Lies
And Sadness Invisible
Shares Us Well