trecherous mind on a late standstill cognition
nothing is more presumptuous than our eyes. smashing corners & breeding distrust. a manic nature destroyed by finicky pleasantries. boundries on fall-out lines are mixed in breathing patterns & mannerisms.
why such distaste, yet fascination with human nature?
self evident cognitive process, my dear.
i'd like to step on your toes & sing in your ear, but carry on nonetheless. is it language's limits that protest understanding here or my own shortcomings?
why such distaste, yet fascination with human nature?
self evident cognitive process, my dear.
i'd like to step on your toes & sing in your ear, but carry on nonetheless. is it language's limits that protest understanding here or my own shortcomings?