A bones life
Brutal tortuast pain staking lame faking game shaking flames. that take advan=ntage and have no vantage point, its all the same. righting my name is the same as fly in the rain screeming out my pain . for everytime my pen touches that blue line. i feel the fabric and yes i love it. the ink drasticaly painteing a letter away that discribes indepth more than some can say. today, i hve been faced with a disition that i hope when i look back on will be gray, not black or white but grey. To my simay my fellow man has been thretend to taken away. In my heart do I agree with this, no way, but in my mind i must say i do and thats what i am fighting against .ok.
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