Once it's life's fortunate. Isn't this so. The unreflected feeling. Of a shortened flattened soul. The life that cuts the cold. . Now is in your past.
She should have seen the thing in mother's belly. Grew up alongside her sister's.... She reached out for nourishment. (And falls from her mother's umbilical cord).
Saw you layin' under my car, but you took it too far. Don't you know. Held your hand, well I knew you slipped away. Watched your eyes, turn to grey, in mine.