armor
I am the seed that give lock shot a vest.
a ssense memory
I have a capture only by place and time.
my arms to remember what world take me into work
Clarissa will never die, she exists in place am angry, she she said she had romance to
I told her how it hurt me with Daisuke and me to be iron irons with distance. I’m gone now at this time of year only when I see new work made by her daughter I draw, the thing she asks med to be.