Vicissitudes:

Dip your quill in ink, let spill all of your thoughts on the page. Let it fill and find the will to dissolve all the rage. A broken heart on the mend, one way or two, I'll take reality and bend it towards you. A blanket of security I'll find inyour love. A riveting meet cute no magician, no dove. I'm like sand on the beach, all over and impressed until the tide of emotion comes in and washes it all away. The tide full of waves, violent and vulgar like every spiteful word that you say. I can be the life of love or the love of your life and you and I both know it. I can build you all the way up or destroy you completely using nothing but words, something like a poet.