i see an intersect within these written soul spokenings, invoking its abilities as needed affording the toll. its run its race thru from youth to memory to this place i refuse to believe i am as i am. not applicable, it isnt i, no, and no, i know. and i fail convincing me these counterparts of these piece without the letter a, how can it be, i wont i dont it aint and doesnt fucking get in, deny or compromise the driving on within. what end would dare its foolish begin where i am onward as it goes. no dying encounter, eternal appointment, unanticipated luncheon partaken accompanied oblivion, these blasphemies i forbear, i refuse, & i will not be. i am bound to that place i first disrobe with you. destiny doesnt know all we allow in stores we keep an in hearts contain somehow. tear me out these eventual partings of ways written in full armors array, unaware all the necessities left behind of all i should and never...