Paper mache,
Art an a cave,
Super hero,
No cape. Capture a claim,
Climates will change,
When colder winds came,
Did you remember my name.
leave me a key left out in the rain?
Did I fiddle your pockets,
An bark at the strain the indeffiant pain?
That since I’ve
had you, I’ve had nothing left to gain? No remark
boasted in vain.
No
retract for the want no the need for a surge through my veins.
An I contemplate damage darkness an dismay.
I
recollect all my aggressive an am violent outraged.
But only when confused and feel falling oddly out placed.
So take what you want how you may.. I think more that I should how it could really be.