a little something like this...
framed and defined by fractious lines
who am I to preceed the abstruse convival I have recieved?
Oh please dear child you must venerate
I'd hate to see you all inspired with Kait.
Oh darling I must collude in actions far fetched and lonely as my mood
Jejune fantasies of my soul might make you full of coruption and bliss
Don't be fooled by my dolorous expression, I just can't get dismissed
I'll countervail your talent and gifts and subject you to a condescending kiss
I may lack vigor and force but I can't help but let my mind take its course
Deliberatley languid, it's the insatiable love-hate agon that drives my bid baby.
-Kait
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