Flattery Will Get You Nowhere, My Dear

The storm
The teacup
I love you both completely
I drink you up
Let you destroy me from the inside
Just to feel something
All just to feel something

Bless your blindness
Oh, that could be bliss
You want to say something
You line up the words
I feel empty now
You hollow out the goodness
Take away the love
Just to feel something
To be
What would you like to be today?

A storm for a friend
It ends here
Flattery will get you nowhere, my dear



Note- if we can't do things with intelligence and love, then why bother?