Clay

Formed by a shout Day in and out Hanging by a thread Of doubt In forty-five seconds This Place will change Your antique virgins Pirouettes the way And You outweigh your clay When we escape Please lead the way A grand jete To ease the pain You almost said How i felt But you don't Speak We almost said How i felt Im touched You speak I fell in love With your cheek Please don't Leave Don't go I was formed