The need to create takes him by storm – to warm a thousand hearts, to sensationally set his own a flicker
Bone-dry meticulous, to concentrate aside relinquish these inner demons who do meander and stain
His otherwise incorruptible being
Meaning to amount, to count everything for its touchy worth – it hurts to have to bank on your imagination alone
The abrupt nature of pain will take him to the next unabashed level – these twisted fingers and toes can only ever bleed and hope to cope
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