split outside
spilt on dirt
take me away
lost out of love
accidents form
on the edge of reason
and we are driving
off cliffs to
save the day
call me thelma
you'll be my louise
letting go
letting flow
another organ
tied to conscience
unthinking and mute
i look in your eyes
a glimmer of hope
falls by the wayside
and without a purpose
we die
