–.. VERSE FOR THE VOICELESS

I made myself after I bit my own tail, but many do not inherit the ability to bend your spine enough to. Yes I said yours. By natural, this kid is able to bend your child. He later is able to bend his more, even miss it if he so chooses.

Therefore I am made. Where is God if not blocking Evil from discovering the entangled. The moment where one would take credit but can’t. You are not GOD! And neither are YOU! Yet the one feels more connected than ever before, as if the one objecting were the material that propels him further.. a sick and twisted game for the leader of the World.

My universe, not yours.

ps: Rats guarding an apple, magine that!