Seytan's Daughter

Draft for life everything by it's order date sense on paper will I die? claiming that I look ridiculous you're not laughing you are terrified that almighty glue will dry in wrong lines resulting as cracks over esophagus then all over again and you can't do it anymore I am feeling you are what you eat you are what you eat you are what you eat stripped down to the bone I want to be a plant dandelion they die light in wind's arms I felt it was already then determined when body in body stood child sister friend an acquaintance child you didn't want me you are crying I am happy will I die?