Encryption prescriptions or is it fiction?
Forgiven, openly expressed or hidden...
I began in hues of blue, from the lightest shade...
Within the midst I wore no shoes, bestow no note...
Either you or I must decide
With each year that has passed a part of both have...
Bluebells and barbed wire
Lust or desire...
What follows you is your own doubt
What follows you is your own fear...
My little hands are neither remarkable or...
My little hands are multiply sacred, notched...
Considered as a hermit
Though we do not have a cave...
It all starts when they say “It’s a girl”
They give you pink, give you glitter...
Words used to be his friend
With them he could do anything...
Once again I'm traveling
I know not where I'm going...
Strokes can happen anytime
To anyone but we have to...
Well my words aren't silk
and my words aren't lace...