Com-Promise?
Compromising missing thoughts in which I reflect. I cannot think of how in the world I once was a neglect. No one knows the truth of what I may know or what is the subject the Questions compromising every promise in my head. How can someone come to see the person the once met Hide away the tears that you bury but cant forget Maybe its because of the thoughts of you I forget instead The problems my world view turns spinnin once again. I hope to see the reality in which we see the unity... The parody in which we be - come to brave to ever regret. No regrets? Maybe quite a bit I often try too hard and get too upset. Yet...Simply put its hard trying to always preach a God I've never met. I think that is the point ya see it's something burning not a mindset A feeling in which you teach a person the way to begin or reset. I hope today is the day, but soon I will see the pains gone from a duet. No pain is grieving more than the one which made you need accessed. The memory or sanity...