I won't create this universe
ever again,
a fantasy is transverse
of wishing
I'm not your master
as the glass shall
shatter,
I'll  indeterminately
ends meet,
a fictitiously
she's  biliousness
just caring....
Just two
liver diseases
I'm dying,
No such but a fleet
She still has no defeat,
Liver disease of wheat,
No, I will not accept
A gift of mortality
I refuse as
life has come over me,
refuse this
as I've lived
but I never
loved.
Its too late for that.