not to trust. for few have got the will to turn away from lust. impatient geed and selfish wants. outweighing any loyalties. now i travel all alone because i dont want your
when i'm gone but i didnt think you'd totally move on. next time can you do as promised? or is that too much for you to be honest? i lived your life of
staring out ahead to the horizon where the sun sets, at the end of this black line(my fears are close behind) my hopes and dreams ditorted by the cracks