Innocent....HAH!

Dark and twisty is the evil little mind in which you possess. Interfering with past existences can get you in a heap of trouble young man. Allowing the ghost from its chambers is one thing. Sending the dark side out on its night of forbearance can really cause a stir. Oh, you who can leave at a moments haste and then beg for forgiveness at the drop of a cap! Its you that needs the cap sir, to holds one's grey matter aloft! Make haste not in forbearance rather in full and futile tactic. Stand like a beacon in the daylight strong and tall for the one who needs your stoic grace is a fragile one and needs to be coddled like a delicate egg brewing in the steaming waters. No one can explain any of these thoughts racing through my brain. Baby, I am howling for you. The windy night set relationship aflame and not even the strongest of candle could withstand its heat. You let it burn, it burned like the great fires its point of origin your mind. Created were the ideas from within, neither lucid nor clear as transparent as mud and as comprehensible as Sanskrit to the modern mind. Who are you, misrepresenting. Young squire who advertised such wisdom but a mere boy vulnerable like the rest of us. A piece of advice to the young; never dip your wick where it might never get rubbed. Fires they burn but eventually die out, if you want things to work, stand up and be proud. You are not yet a boy nor nearly a man for he who supports is that who leads the clan. Don't stand and squabble, and hope one succumbs rather stand and support and lock fingers tight. Because with out you near its a long and cold night.