You Loved Me As Hard As You

Pick A Sin We Can Both Live With, Is What I Ask.

There's Only Room For One Hero In This Story-and Everyone Knows The Devil Doesn't Get To Be The Good Guy.

She Liked Things That Had Been Written By People Who Had Lived Short, Ugly, And Tragic Lives. Or, Who At Least, Were English.

We'll Have Freedom, Love And Health/when The Grand Red Flag Is Flying, In The Workers' Commonwealth.

I Didn't Know The Inner Me Was Hungry," I Said To Art. "that's Because It Already Starved To Death.