I remember when you said "all of the ghosts are dead in this town" - we were traveling in the air by the voice of all of our sounds. We saw the fire take over the sky and the sparks lit up and started July. And then I said to you "Dear Johnston, well, my friends are all demons, and really, I don't know what to do with them. Should I take them one by one and murder all of them? You know, I'd take the light from their eyes."
I remember when you said "all of the ghosts are dead in this town" - we were traveling in the air by the voice of all of our sounds. We saw the fire take over the sky and the sparks lit up and started July. And I asked you "Dear Mother, do you think, well, my heaven exists? If I take the easy way out could I still find it? Or will this burn me forever?" I keep forgetting to make myself remember that I am not a child!
Oh, Dear God, I use to write you a letter every night before I went to bed, but now my thoughts are trapped in limbo with all the chracters inside of my head. They scream to you every night for all the pain you've caused them. Oh, Dear God, I use to love you more than life but I'm sorry, I've fled (you are dead).