Im resting these five fingers to death---
Inside the cornerstone of chains contained with blastocoel--
a breath
a victim resilient to stress and the vilidity to be set free--
I fly with figments that can transmit clarity to the psycho pupil being----
I am highest of them all---With out this central physical phenomenon your tears have less to cry apon-- DEATH
Misleading introverted high class dreaming jock---
Helpless indangerment of a human seeing strapped up to a wealthy modus vivendi rock----
I'd like to hear him through the gates inwhich my life was raptured---
From the light-- a constant feeling to far from healing and the ability to hold tight--
And tightly to a right mind set to the stages of this innocent childs past times i'd like to freely grasp his innocense to take a short breath---
But im resting these five fingers to a hapless misleading death--------------


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