oh god they're burning flesh next door, and it's coming in my woom woe is me and the air is singed with screams of fighter jets oh god it's the motherfucking air force show i fear.

how can people kill. oh how they kill.

i'll go back here and you'll be gone butterfly.

butterfly i drink your image with thirsty eyes.

butterfly i miss you here and now you are here.

when i are you ghostful.