wisedraco1
Blood on my lips, tear into flesh, bitten to bone; crving more. I need it ...teeth ...fright ...anger... rage ....hate. Release ....let go.
What they are, are my own. My foot prints. My finger prints. My writing prints. They are my own and you cannot have them.
My word. My body. My thoughts. My hope. Me. I patent me. You are you and I am me and even though you tell me how I should be ....I am be. So BLOW me.