I was good and bad but mostly good, the opposite of Batman, add a red hood. You saw my soul through a small wooden door – you made it small to even the score. I told you once, I’ll tell you some more, my love for you created this raconteur. It was more the catalyst for learning how to channel the burning, into, forms of light to multiply your plight. The devils Dawn is your fawn, graceful, running across God’s lawn. Do it once, don’t be hesitant, if you are you will be forever his peasant.
Dickste.in