Why are thou not even
My doubt it swells no way
There is not other believing
When there is almost
But never
In the same place
This is how you feel to me
Not eight
Not ten
But in between
This number
I hate
odd
and suspensful
We are not friends
Dear Nine
Please
At least
Have the time to tell me that I can
YOU ARE READING
Condemning Conspiracy
PoesiCensure the scheme of those who know not what they have done but reveal the results with a light show. Third book of the Evolution series brings the passion of poetry to life ending the series with a bow.
