#avoidfromdistortion

...for the moment that i was given to explain my absence so as to excuse my behavior or present blithe as the doors swung open and then closed, furthermore,my wrists were broken , let the tears tell the story as they replace the ink on these pages . 'The Fools Heart' That's what it would be called. It would proceed to tell you about how my smile is stupid and im careless to dispute these things. Like count the minutes before i go to sleep and know the burden of keeping sheep tied all but in the mind. Nowhere else. I was inserted here. And as of young Inlove with the ocean, my emotions are old but my love still young, and they speak but i hear them as faint voices. Let us carry on. DKOA