Am I that easy?
12:22, he doesn't respond
Trial is ongoing
Lonely
And cold
Hush my tongue
Before I strangle
Constrict the story
To my own ends
I believe in results
Goals and dreams
An endgame
Why can't life
Favor me?
I lose all before the game
The jester hinders
Hopeful gain
Splendid retorts
Speechless
Covered in leeches
Bread and butter
Honey and wheat
Seed and rye
Resides in sandbags
A base without sound
Solid land
Isolated island
Flush away
Hide the burn
Feel a stinging gig