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Rift rafters fall for the love of their sinister lives that continue long after the setting sun,

Breathers lay out their arms welcoming peace with a deadly knife,

Sought after visions lie but for a just cause,

Simple villains turn tides when truth proved to be theirs to gloat,

Lips of curves softly calling for the ears of new found kings,

Lofting lost but on the path that was sought when no path was given,

Crain the neck to see what is alreadyinfront of you,

Suggested laughs at the subtle sight that was born from the head of a baby,

A free fairing fan fiction frantically falling for free franks from Fredrick's farm facility featured February Fifth,

A test to the cure that causes our noses to run amuck,

Fidget in our seats when words of conversation repeated for few sentences know their bounds,

A long lost rambling mind, tastes silver in the blood of night

I have my hand on a chain
I am pulled along and the drain is insane
I can't obstain or restrain the pain I feel as I am dragged alond the feild
But I won't let it go, I won't let you steal the way I feel
make a meal of me, and then say it wasn't a big deal  
My body is battered and broken, and I am always beholden  
I have more to do as my time is always  bespoken  
The chain is harder and harder to hold on
and way is harder and harder to forge on.  
I am tiered and honestly, sometimes I  don't feel as if I can go on  

But I won't let go

Because i refuse to let the world know  
That it has beaten me
I won't let that dept grow nor will I ever slow.  
I will meet you blow for blow  
from the tides of spring to winters snow  
As the acorn falls and the rains do flow
And you will watch that oak tree grow
from a sapling as you and I are grappling
You won't understand what is happening.  
You will think that I am a creature of  some crazy fantacy.  

Why do I go on, I couldn't tell you.
Death just seems more fun if only I knew how to
But this heart of mine just keeps beating  
And I just continue living and my hand keeps on gripping
and I will be ****** if I just up and leave it.

I am a molded wreking ball
unhappy unless I am wrecking
For when I am not, I am only a ball
even the wrecking part of my name just falls  
And  whats the point of being just a ball
For when I was created I was called the wrecking ball

My pourpose is in my duty
My duty is in my pourpose  
and whats worse, the course I am on
would be gone without this chain  
So how can I complain even when I am in pain
Without this chain I would be plain  
I would be a ball detached from the crain.

So go on, and I will hold on

You. Stupid shoulders and sideburns.
Turns
We take
To Make
Ways to harm
Charm
Your way into my mind
Only to leave me behind
Under folds of fabric.
Brick
Thick
Stick
Is your ooze to my brain
Crain your neck
Hold on, here is a check
To even out what I lack
Track
Back
Begin again.

Never confuse my sea-sickly despair with my sorry inability to care
because I didn't come 783 miles to obey rules that are clearly unfair

This the story of a little girl
Who grew up to fast
Now things can never be the same again.

You stole the light from me
Now I can never be the person I want to be

You left be broken and bruised
And yet nobody knew about you

Whenever I think about that time
I feel my heart racing sometime
You took advantage of my innocence all the time
Yet you are in people good books many times

There are scars in me that cannot heal
Because of the pain you made me feel
The memories comes flashing in a reel

And this cycle repeated itself
I was again left broken and bruised
Yet the outcome was just the same

The pain and hurt I felt it again
In my memories it will always remain
Deepening the scars that might have healed

These memories still remain in my brain
Deepening,hurting,heavy like a crain

When I get scared of a little sound
The memories than come back around
The scar depth increased to a mound

When I see my people standing by you
Laughing with you,helping you
The scar bleeding renews

Nothing happened with both of you,
Yet I lost myself because of you
Happy lives lived by you
Your punishment was not served to you

You were infront of my eyes
Everyone was establishing their ties
Noby cared about my cries

When I see you standing there
People think I don't care
Expressing my emotions very rare
Nobody knew the pain I bare

I'm Anna Andresian. A.A.
This is Cameron Crain. C.C.

Cameron: We're friends.

Anna: Frenemies.

Cameron (big smile): oh **!

Highly highly anxious
Please help me relax
Prayers for Toledo, Ohio
The University and my Uncle Jack's

I like my little bookshelf
Got my TBR
Miss the bullet trains
But like my Camry car

Peace comes dropping slow
Sometimes lonely as the rain
Georgia on My Mind
Anna Andresian, Cameron Crain

I walk the Empty Diamond
At times pray on my knees
At times stand by the statue
Please baby please

               Frenemies!

I'm Cameron Crain. CC. This is Anna Andresian. AA. We're friends.

Anna: Frenemies.

Cameron: oh **! :)

After high school graduation
In May 2023,
Eighteen-year-old Nevaeh Crain
Discovered she was a mother-to-be.

A mother-to-be in Texas, however,
Is no longer a top priority,
For her body turns into something
Over which she has no authority.

Excited about the pregnancy,
Nevaeh--vibrant, young, and strong--
Was doing well until the day
Of her baby shower, when something went wrong.

She grew ill and had to go
To the hospital. Time number one.
They gave her antibiotics and sent
Her home; her troubles had barely begun.

Back to the hospital she went
Writhing in pain. That is when
They said she had a UTI
And sent her home with some meds again.

Nevaeh returned to the hospital.
A miscarriage was suspected.
However, they couldn't act until
No fetal heartbeat was detected.

Nevaeh's mother panicked when seeing
Her daughter's ****** hospital gown.
Things grew worse as sepsis started
To shut Nevaeh's organs down.

Delayed miscarriage treatment
Meant the untimely and sad demise
Of young Nevaeh Crain who suffered
And died before her mother's eyes.

Again, doctors in Texas are fearing
Prosecution for doing what's right--
For giving needed care to women,
On whom strict laws have cast a blight.

Do not listen to lawmakers
Who push their agenda with lies and distortion.
Abortion bans EVEN **** women
Who normally wouldn't have an abortion.

-by Bob B (11-2-24)