Illest of Reasons

Four joints excercising their right to tense up Oh how the Pancreas aides in such a drawstring. Conscience kidnapped for a spell while these fierce, No, cowardly beings earn their way into darkness. Like the pedophile with no child, sitting in the playground "just reading a book" while children play. What a facade! We know why both exist It's the sickness, No fingers to mouth, pondering, posing questions. That neither know, it's their vision changed the make-up so they feel normal When alone.