Let me lift you into a riot. Through my eyes you'll foster the ties between a time where a lie was right. For me to lie it takes a great deal of rice, a pinch of spice, and everything right. Now let me rest. It takes all the more time to realize you moved out the zoning area, since sanity seems to stray from what protects you and suffocation it self. The breath you breathe is so false it becomes toxic, now  you are so the essence of what we preach not to be..I am watching you from a stats in which I am safe..You may no longer taint my unpainted soul, but contact is a short I do not run from you I shall embrace you..this nightmare shall become something thrilling. I'll meet you in you're dreams at 8 for a

very late date

Time flys, frames die, words rise,

and we shall never falter.

  With all this talk you

have wasted

You're time to fly.!