Bread On the Right, Knife On the Left

Two hearts in friendship, speeding the hands of the clock together they merry, be it drinks in wine or meat in pork. One nurtures the bond religiously, staying sensitive the other evaluates loopholes and stays attentive. The first so trust, so that can donate the left leg the second marks every good deed with the trace of a broken egg. Success of one attains a black belt in Judo envy of the second gradually increases its libido. In a warm serenity where the two share a piece of meat one boils in the inside to suffer great heat. Partnership seemingly growing stronger and absolute the other link, devices a hidden agenda to pollute. Carrying an infection only seen by a powerful lens masking up hidden commas in every sentence. The incubation period ends as the light finally switches off one heart is broken, suffering from a dry painful cough. This seems new, but long has this beloved strayed a difficult chapter beginning with the headline ‘betray’. The pain is unimaginable from this ulcer moving on, the only option to be a step ahead of the cancer.