Accident

"For all I've seen, nothing is more suiting like freedom and it could be of anything to civil bounds profitable, but in as long the life is more of uncertainty the clamorous nature will always din and echo. Unfold the passion of hate is folding the synergy of love and it remains a turn with the rational behavior.

Oh... humble self, Speak of me a ward of speech and let the future find a lord in my leads, let the faith discourse my woes and my efforts to keep trying the piping of prosperity beneath the constellation in smooth or ruff, I shall lay down love and that should be the only thing that grows a rubious flower.