topic: adventure, business and some healthcare

One of my latest wishes is

a bundle of syringes

injecting a clasp deep inside of me

not to be out there 

not to be around

anymore.

I am pinned down

and my accomplice's enemy.

Making up with my own tears

what a crude thing!

it fits with the social media

yet not my plans:

One day I will make for timber places

scorching feelings until downing on you

downing on you

downing on you.

I'm giving birth another memory

lacking in memento

full of fasting, acres and tags

lot of tags, please.

I love tagging

I attempted you, I've never attained you

- obviously-

but come off it! tag is the only proof

i grabbed something

a swamp, a lover (a boyfriend)

in the middle of the time.

Simply put:

once, something was achieved

out there,

around.