Hay guiz im covered in NATS
Wahahaha
Happy 2-4 Canada
Mnn naturw
Xxxxx.
Oh, by last. The moon’s rays pull.
Dragging deeply in my soul.
It is like a blade, one you can not touch.
For what is this? It is love.
Mismatched machinery
The short yet sweet agony of my predicted fall off the cliff
verses
The long held clinging to the edge, fingers left bloody and broken.
Hitting the ground was so fast, almost that of lightning’s crash.
The conclusion was fatal, but quick.
Scientists rushed to their wits for my sake.
Rebuilded, I am.
Human, not me.
Don’t you see the lack in piece?
It has always been there, now it’s more easy to see.
