You speak in your writing spreading hate through those very words killing hope with comments and making poetry your foe
You put out the flame of love within your icy words created here on this public site for all to see, but only some will know and cherish the words we say and flow across the page in sweeps of meaning
Even few words hold more meaning than the meaning of meaning, you say you know
Stop making her live a hell to be in and start making a compassionate place to write in
We luv ya bryn, don't get upset at a few stupid hate comments. :)