I cry blood
I cry a very dark red blood
I cry
I cry to read along the lines
I Cry a meaningless tear sometime

They are roaring
And ready
To go but
My shoe
Laces are still

It could be one way to live occupi
That is tacking every trousers in
Despise, and dressing every space
Empty space for sin to lose intere
In its options to form in your lif

A part
Of my head
Is hurting
A part that
Needs to

A destiny must do nothing but wand
In doubt of ones approval and jot,
All that one as done and most of
What one are yet to do;
And surely stride will be exposed

if you don’t want to do anything
but reading, read loud
if you don’t want to read and
maybe all you want is to eat,
eat now,

What horror have the earthly natur
How amuse are the fetish majors or
Mostly are the fault of the epipha
painted walls of idiocy and tears
I will be cautious to fetch the ro

The sound-cloud with a silence act
White soft smoke with a bright
Foamy art,
The sound-cloud travels with light
And circles in an area,

All this
Words looks
Exactly the
Same
I bet

I do no not know why they lie,
I do not know why they all loathes
I do not know why they swore to lo
Not all of them, but most of them
—But don’t ever be like them, even