In the heart of a flash beat,
Corner rounds the complete,
Made it from nothing love,
Created all in above,
To attempt pity,
Does not behoove thee,
That cried foul,
Grueling howl,
Something about we,
Begin to doubt,
Is not with out free,
When about me,
Delicious you see,
My moment of frailty,
Life’s penitents of have to be,
Razors edge of sanity,
Growing on leaves of my T……………
FTBAS 1.4.11
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