May 20, 2019
Junsey
the portent you carried that day when you saw was greater than i or others could ignore because the near future was going to rust and so within you we must all place our trust
for your slinking feelings are burning the rope that keeps us connected to slivers of hope and losing that now is what keeps us alive your junsey and happiness; keys to survive
so hide your slight smattering swiftly my son behind your back burning bright, boiling your skin until the tough trials and tasks are all done and then we are free from our own hurtful sin
