Silently Shaking Shadows Surrounding Me
Shaping Something sad, safe from our sacrifices
scratches, scars shining synced with screams while sun scorns
Still Searching some scenery she gave on My Seventeenth
seems she still seeks somehow for Me
I Am Self-centered, selfish, selectively seldom About Seizing My Love
She Is still severely sewed stuck inseparably sheltered perhaps settling with me.