My dear please explain I plead for help breathe in lines I read. Enchant a pure source my cure. Attraction sure, in ink a leisure. Gasp I do dear, I see the same. Have no shame, see your name. I know it in air in which prepare I do for to repair our bridge there….
All my limbs I try pretend I not claw in under a skin. I am not what I intended be. I carry grudge along with me. Now I try to be a little slick when this life of mine whips. I feel a cat of nine tails it rip. From out and in I’ve conflict….