I bow from my insecurities, life's seems distant baseless casualties....hold on when the bow breaks your heart incinerate from flesh to bone degrade....crushing the compound weight from first to last its conspires to last ...the endless pull of the moments task of filling the blanks of this forgotten past...I've seen just what disparate looks like my brain starts to rott just like all the last times....tithing of beliefs given into the ching of change....count your blessings for its to late I feel a certain way but my life displayed from forget to holding the hand of the...