Itch the bite, till it bursts. The puss is can only collect for so long. Speaking can cut a life short; fore our words mean nothing when were dead. Actions form bad habits, and with that we drop the curtain for the climax. Relaxation comes from peace and bombs are built with words- disarm, and then you'll bring hope. Howling dogs, these ones travel in packs- feast on weakness and you'll cause fear. A mere earthling needs stability in the day to day, but how can one expect changes with a lasting constant? A walk can clear you head, but we do this less and less.
less and less.
Stressed Out.
less and less.
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