The Cost of Love

Quicksilver flashback frantic frontal lobe attack thru the looking glass I find shattered pieces of your mind start stopping stop starting close your eyes your lips are parting say the verbiage write it read it you don't want it you may need it older heroes cringe before you somehow children can't ignore you golden marbles rolling rolling go home now your bell is tolling lost and found you found and lost you never know what love will cost you.