Lost in train of a deepest momenteum....

At a pace of silence I could no longer remember exactly how to feel, lust, forgive, and triumph. Within' every ounce of integrity I falter at wit when I am at most forbidden to engage. Every ounce of peace within my serenity was forgotten and I was the one forgetting.

Grant me with my sense of well-being. Admire the most influence that I enhance. I love me, every ounce of me. And you, I can not believe you forgot how to influence me, at all.

Ihres.

If you are strong enough, fast enough, and willing to show me your greatness; then remember that you will be falling in love with more than one person. But I, in time, will come around; I always do, for you. There's an ego, a threat, a sinner, and a fighter that lives within myself that finds every awakening moment to post a threat to me. She is fast, strong, immortal, and persuasive. Every bit of her entirety is intense from the taste of her lips to the piercing ring of her snarl. She is confident, controlling, and remains fearless.

Without her is a small, insecure, delicate young lady. This stature is intelligent, memorable, and kind. She remembers without compassion, then we really are nothing at all. But this feeble angel needs a saving grace.

I need a kindness, a rapid pace of heat that keeps me grounded. You have to know what to say, what to do, how to feel. You must be strong enough; strong enough to deal, survive, and reflect. You must be fast enough; get to me quickly before I fade. And for your greatness; you have to be able to maintain stability with both women.

"Now aren't you adorable! Where are your parents little girl?"

It's not that I'm angry, upset, or in fear.
I'm just hesitant, obsolete, and desire you near.
If I could shed, but a few common grounds, I'd let go of my enhancements, and mimic your sounds. I'd lose every ounce of my uninherited glory, only to find that you my darling, are, but a story.

If I fail again, inside of my mind... will you accomplish for me a sort of remarkable find?
I limit to myself a sense of immortality, a finding of ones true heart and strong willed destiny. Open each allowance when I beg your demand... limit to me the slightest touch of your hand.

I pale remark, you stutter one bliss, I'm sort of that feeling from true loves first kiss. Freewrite your will and I'll revise your dear plan... for my angel you are my biggest fan.

Exoskeleton

I am relentless, throwing punches with every strike.
I am proud, walking strides within your like.
I will not break, I will not falter, and I will not feel.
I freeze as you pause, I shout as you kneel.

Nor can I discard.

I can not fool myself; I can not deny. Nor can I discard.
To live a life without destiny, I feel is not worth living at all.
To love a life without integrity, I encourage your savior to prove.

Within all of my entirety.

Inside myself a hidden truth that lacks a sort of break.
I feel every ounce of passion, I publish him a fake.
Treasuring my warmth I embark an everyday...
this sort of tragedy, pain stakes in every way.
Without my remorse I hesitate, all your hearts integrity.
For only there, and only there.... I find a place for me.
If inside my soul you miss my presence... fight a way, intrude me.
I miss only of your excellence and dispose of your mystery.

You.

Tell me when my heart stops.... you're the only one that can take notice. And if you, are to return it broken... just allow me to fail my breathing patterns.