friends
The distance between
... just a few moments?
Abuse or nodes in a trice I wish?
my laps
Did leave .....?
Speak not in the fork
Do not hate speech
Without reason
Departure
No wounds
I still looks forward to
I have no arms
Now anyone
One day I returned
No wounds
My arms ready for love
Hate the system and looks forward to my tent
Although it sure will not be a second
Gained due to the uncertainty
She looks forward to doing
is not self
