Line of Dignity

Ho Hey, you are the fly. There is blood in your veins and you are a memory for me. I risk a venture and you pound my face with a hammer. Who do you do in the night? There are things that you cannot see. Blame is a gain that you call for. I am more about the flag and the sea. Being in vicnity has been hard for me, but there is much positive I have done that I am unaware of. Desersion is complete today. Even writing this tracks a loss of dignity. Why compare to beings that will never be more than demonry? It is an inferior state, but I must relate to survive until my time to come to be it reality. You glow, but I know that being state, and your mind is crisp and lean with unclean betrayel of a sophmoric nature. Maybe I stay away, but I am not antisocial. I am concentrating on more of a SETE project. Heart is not in your mind, sick sex is. I am not your forte. You want to do it all night and day. It is criminal at this point, so I suggest you use whatever you have got to stop. There is no attraction to an entity who so lacks in dignity.