Written on a slate she screamed her thoughts
Left curled in the corner I bandaged up the forget-me-nots
Love and hate aren't seeing eachother
and our legs bleed from running from one another

Sweet Misery, won't you ever come back to me..
Milena Misery

Eyes that burn like these hot coals
A forest of hair to get lost in when it gets cold
imagination wider than the sea, across the sea,
Can't you see me

Calling out to you,
what do you want me-
to do,
Sweet Milena
My Misery