5 Year Winter

Dear Tiffany Everything I've said to you You've made me nauseous for the last time In order to stop your words I wish you would say you hate me I will form into a spike (To drive through my throat) This time I'll put them in the ground Along with my memories and my feelings Burn it down and walk away I'll burn it down and walk away Let the fire warm my back Love, DanielIt would make it so much easier