stale love
love stinks
it tastes pungent
it dried me out
it took my soul
it killed my soul
I lay here dead in your arms
Now there's a graveyard of all my hopes and dreams
I tried to bury them but the rain would always wash away the sand
the earth refuses to take them in, provide a shelter
the earth rejects them
imagine how unwanted my hopes, dreams and desires are for earth to reject...