And I know, I know it's just a game of hide and seek with my emotions darting around the corner with a flurry of leaves and snow drifts and I've never had the energy to hunt them down and sew them back into me again before now. Good morning good morning good morning and you're not leading me on, not intentionally, and really, who's fault is it more, your's for leading me or mine for letting myself be led? So lead away my friends, lead lead lead but I won't be following anymore.
Standing up, and can you see the dust shake from my bones and the flesh crawl to reattach my ligaments for use? Can you see the skin form and harden like wax on my muscles? Watch my flesh suddenly take color as the blood begins to flow and see me, all encompassing, shudder with a gasping breath and my eyes roll forward from the back of my head to focus on you and listen to me stretch my neck and smile at you. I'm not much in the way of a person, but I'm everything in the ways of a entrance.
Everything is going to be alright. No matter what happens, I still have five years from now to look forward to. I don't know what the future holds for me but I know I'm going to be there, standing tall with my head held high looking for it.
Her birthday present has begun. It took me hours just to get the first one right and I'm worried that the rest of them will not turn out that well but it takes time and patience and of both, I am developing plenty. I hope all is well in your universe, dear reader. I hope there is no tar in your heart. No ire in your mind.
Sweet dreams with angel dust.
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