The cortex that makes you dream                                                                                                      Is the desire you brim from a past defeat                                                                                    This is the fact of many and the truth of the outrageous.                                                               I dream from my imagination, from the facts of my own heart.                                              The past and shares                                                                                                                            The brutal impairs, I’ve witnessed of those needing to learn instead of propounding their wares.                                                                                                                                                         I say this because as days go by and paradox sucks loves into an unnecessary vortex with Failure to identify and improvising the closed progressive to insist a different imagery.    All humans have their own opinion, the bigger it gets means nothing as to its legitimateness,                                                                                                                         Perspective is a discussion that morality core fibre tries to knot up as the swine men try to condone the alteration of the metaphysical unchangeable to make themselves feel better.   I am a brutally honest soul, with a bigger than expected heart.                                                 The manner of delusion insists I am a slave to whatever chooses to make me start.            Many people know this feeling, the feeling that you are misunderstood.                                   I feel so often abandoned, but I guess that because I run, I run away from those whom are wrong in setting out their objective from treating me in a certain way, in seeing me as their victim to present themselves to an audience in the light of triumph.

“Always remain true to time of you… not what is given in time to change what has happened in your time, because the way you alternate your insight can destroy foundations and innocents along the way.”

Aggression comes from those that are left to feel hopeless, pressures of impatience arouse egotistical attacks to a guiders remarks.

When reflection of an interaction becomes gumption to slay the spiritual plagiarism is a contempt of life and cultural heritage of past and future days.


About ellahray

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