Looking back at unearthings
And the need to rehearse
Plethoral emotions
Are so very worth cringing at
Love is an illness
Love is the plague
Sold my soul for two years
Of an unfinal tryst
Subliminal scarring
I thought I cared less
But the after is looming
And the new is impossible
I believed I digested you
Memorial sewage
Though after ingestion
It seems I'm just puking
And the need to rehearse
Plethoral emotions
Are so very worth cringing at
Love is an illness
Love is the plague
Sold my soul for two years
Of an unfinal tryst
Subliminal scarring
I thought I cared less
But the after is looming
And the new is impossible
I believed I digested you
Memorial sewage
Though after ingestion
It seems I'm just puking