Why do hopes scotch?
Any of the words I want to say words from the same source do mutilate. ubiquitous altercations occasionally do i feel as if; integrally , microcosm as miracle being it inset or not to be. frosty waft charmingly with a cordial aura and all the gracious aura . I thought often finding thy self O thee revered of what tenor these eyes as typhlotic . As for the moment will come it always aspired With no figure for your virtues. Promptly You don’t appear so. For you wouldn’t merchandise Yearned the same if it hadn’t been fawned for those moments as if now till tomorrow was strapped and today no felicity. coins of the coir counting predictions for the same knowing it always chasing this life for ages. In this nightmare nothing is mine! As I walk through the valley of the death the blood on the bed. what ever you portray ,fancied inaptly fallen masks u...