i distance myself little libra why do you deign to sit on your fence of virtue that i would not blame it`s sobering don`t waste your lust keep it in and i see how you paint walls but never run out of ink if somehow the blocks would give way maybe i`d try if fortitude smiles and then fades would you question why but you`d never ask me time spent for nothing all that is gone but it`s not all about me soon as it went
