Secret Stars Math=vacuum
Divide yourself in half, fall under the bracketsTake the
biggest piece of yourself, subtract it
habit
You may solve it in parts. For me it is reduction
All I've know of a broken heart is suction
I tell you I am in control if I can divide
Lose everything and hold it, you will never notice
Overestimate the sound, hear it to abstract it
If visceral means profound, I've felt it
And I don't want to let it go, if I can divide
Lose what has been broken, you will never notice
You will never notice.
