Collect. To hold or to have Collections to reconext the vibrations that go on in your frigide mine that’s what’s it’s like to never set a time, me and u where once friends, we battled it out to show the monsters the end we use to always dance the night away and now I tell the story’s of than and now, your old and grey but your hairs still curly eyes are tired and nails are chipped mine stay young, prime and pip, my hair long and full of colour my eyes are glowing full of life, you see I sucked it out of that girl you wanted to be, made her me and now you fall In to the pool of acid that I left there for you to rot, so you could feel the burn and the clot. I hear your screams I hear your crys, I will hear them Eco till I die, going around my head they do not cause me pain, only joy like my own little noises toys, to hear you scream that loud dose not hurt my ears, but others it pers it hunts around them like nightmears a child would suffer and they quite don’t understand what they are trying to share, they swear and cures and it gives me so much more pleasure for the meters going up and showing me leather that I will make in to shoes or bags sell the lot at markets and feel even more glad, that I put you though all this mess, just because I wanted to feel the best, just because I’m bigger than you smarter but I will never rest, only till I stop feeling the beat the heat going down that one way street, so just remember this. I’m collecting meory from my past and fixing up my boat mast to sail along this searing dream and to become rather mean, should of done this before gone though that dark door, always wanted to open up and see the true dark meaning of me. The passage I just read was for me, I could feel it. But it could not have been long till she found me again in the bong, I’m hiding in this dark smelly wet place silly to say but I’m smoking my sins away. She’s looks at me hard and I’m trying to find that once warm smile that was now cold, bitter and dark, her fire had gone out and she was now burning mine down to the ground where she held me, made me scream and curse, and what made it worse that she was still smiling at me, weather was changing she made me dip, hips fist in to the Barth that fitted my many scars, she use to give me chocolate bars and sings songs with me, now she watches me burn and will never set me free, because I will tell and get her in to all sorts of trouble, I now I desire to pull my whole weight in to debate weather of not I can escape my fate? He looks down and starts to frown the girl he once loved sits there and smiles as the girl he dose loves sits there in pain, he could of ended this game, yet he has to watch and see what mess is due to be for mouths on end he’s felt the guilt felt the will to live is hard but he must survive, only than she can be see free but this maze is a death trip for all 3, see the bigger plan of this was in fact his own to have 3 girls bow at his thone, but it’s clear to see now what a fool he has been for the girl was smart and not willing to share not willing to care for his delicate plan. It started to burn and fray like a faded day going grey, rain always poured. .
Sorry for the spelling mistakes but yeah forts of mine.