I can’t say itor I didn’t, at any rate
Believes in fear: lies;truth will make you free: simple.Choose what to follow.
This nodputs me into bedsends the book in hand
Charged beneath the shadowsof your recently named sorrowthe clinging institution…
The defensive woundwon’t pay attention to its surroundingsmiredin broken skin & flinted wills…
Listen: there is this ache this pushed up versionof a failing lifeMovement puts onall the…
Put between the snowflakes/ a quickly invaded space unreal unrealized with the black of dirt pissing…
