One quote saves all
The method is the writing on the wall.
The hero never falls and I am asquith a mention amongst his friends
The wall is behind me and I am awash with grief
But upon him I do depend,
For the next time he quotes me happiness.

Sadness was his inability to hear inside of me,
For the while I drowned inside
Unheard and heard by others
Dead. Poetic. Alive. Pathetic.
The poor were to porridge what finesse was to Grad College.
A laugh with drugs amongst thugs who invest the swell world.

The quote from The Book was
Tomorrow will come just as well,
And I never have given the moon.
Language is their next investment in vesture
To test her – the love they betrayed too soon as Goddess was in the room
Awakened to the sound of time moving.