Now the infamous Double Heartbreak Century.
Question these murders of it.
In our Elvis-themed suites,
Four guys from six suffer,
Emotions, bodies, gender, and the other problems with our With.
The dead end street is a deep water.
Of woe I can be full,
For his new, horrid wife at love.
The purpose of wounded souls.
Rough thing to have no tears.
The old voices and the omissions of them.
Not to see the spoken interludes but to heal,
To buy back into the deep devotedness of tears.
The death of a quiet storm doesn't make a broken heart gone.