Simple shit ,,feeling the hits,,, shot and missed,,, called the blitz,,, a audible without the mess,,I. Don't need to forget,,, shit,,, dnt see the temp,, lost man with a lost chance ,,,last hand,,, I can not mend,,,, strikes.,,,, scares,,,, I can't pretend,,, impatence beyound any leads,,, stumake cring,,, it Is getting harder to see ,,,body is weak, fridgied cold at the seams,,,, intensity,,, aggravation,,,, fules my needs ,,,,improper that I can be,,, so disordained,,, interect to this so called specimen I maintain ,,,,. I reckon the blessings,,, should come any day,,, or maybe I am wishing on a dream that will never quit amaze,,, glossy,,, I fade all the yesterdays now become the past ,,,, be thankful for the people we have ,,, and the time that will never last,,,, fighting a clock,,, what u think of that ,,,,