I love you

I love you; I just must give you up. They prosecute you to the flesh of the world. Too, fulfil their greedy needs. They paint you to be looney as the tunes. That play to express the feelings of the person that doesn’t know the proper way to say their peace.

They play bingo to taught you. The flashlights through the windows. Through secret messages out the side of their mouths.

I love you! Why? Is that so hard for you too see. That same love they’ll use it to hinder the innocent children to find a weakness of the in their men. The ether covers their sweet brown eyes. The blue sink away the tormented souls. Angered by the presence of the.

It is as the Universe says it is to be. They hate to see the difference of the in their men. Draw symbols to make his scripture seem to be false tales. Tall tales their envy draws them to the debts of agony. The eyes are the doorway to the soul. They stand on the balconies looking down on the lower.

The confusion in their actions to injure a man. That they feel isn’t nothing but a peasant in their eyes. How does he have so much effect on their everyday lives? He talks to the cards. They compel the truth; he is protected by the ancestors and his grandmother as well as the higher power.

The weapons were never not to be formed. They have the upper hand. Why? Is it so hard to make a move? He is just an individual; a loner who has yet to reach his best version of his self. Things don’t make sense. The make this land seem like a hell.

What is the reasoning? Their actions make no sense. They say they love him. Why canvas him like he doesn’t have sense? What is it about his presence make them so piss? They use their children, familiar faces, resources, and scams. Why so much trouble for the presence of a man?

I love you! I Love you! Are those words even true? How could you turn on the beloved? Those words seem to be aloof.