CORROSION A vial of corrosive fell on the years of fear further it devastated what was so dear it was ironical,it was something that should have destroyed it instead brought insight it did not make you possessive it did not make you want it instead caused a realisation that forever it is yours now it is in your hands your skillfull creation the mould is your mind define it the way you will best fill the crevices A tomb in which it shall be enshrined you run your fingers through to smoothen the rough edges the surface completely distorted Very little that can be settled an issue over which resons are disputed. reading those depressions that are made the probability of future being narrower than present fade The light at the end of the tunnel the water under the bridge a lot is left to be said What has once been formed, what has once gone seldom will you be able to reform it seems the worst to have ever happened death would strike calamity aint a far cry moving on further there is demise of end of hope instead desire surprise the bottle of corrosive is the device use it with discreation practiced the wise the treasure under the cloudy skies and blistering heat a walk in the rain, wetting your soul, brimming ostantaciously a bottle of belief.Birth sign: Taurus
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