If you where an ocean i would pay some jerk fifty buck just to tie a cement block to my legs and through me into you
the sweetest death
You being a substance would surely warrant abuse, i would sell both kidney's just for the smallest hit of your toxic poison
the sweetest death
i would be in heaven dying in a cancerous bliss after you engulf me, my immunites will oblige or maybe even assisst in the assimilation
you
me
us
just one, the sweetest death
i'll look at you if you where death straight in the eyes and that would be the life that would flash as my life leaves me.
the sweetest death.
