Blind

Covering up my sense of doom . Patching auquard silence . Wanting the impossible , to have and hear your voice again . If justice believed in Kama then you would have left a piece of your d.n.a to grow in my womb . . Mother nature agrivating my p.m.s . Swap body's , walk in my shoes . Truly know how it felt loosing the last chance of keeping a piece of you . Period .