She knows not what she does yet

She comes to me like rain and she flows like a beauty queen in the scene

And I write her down we words I do not care what they say but I must write for it is what needs to be said at any time so for ever is such an end and we may not transcend until the end

Better yet in time is ill describes so take your heart with mine

Ill do the time u will be fine

It's a shame they play with hate

But all I see is it shining quickly eagerly

It is now that you speak these words a truth between worlds

What is it that must exist in between the real and thought

Entertain your comments here

Bewilder my friend Jesus