♥SPACE♥

AND JUST LIKE THAT 

THEY DIED

DO YOU SMELL IT?

IT'S LOVE

DRIPPING FROM HER WRIST 

IT'S LOVE ALL OVER HIS FLOOR

THE BULLET IN HIS HEAD

LET THE MUSIC PLAY

MAYBE ONE DAY

THOSE ROTTEN BODIES

WILL REALIZE

IT WASN'T LOVE

AFTER ALL