The plot thickens just like the smoke thats clouding words that won’t set in but I’ll read on page by page distorted words rhetoric verse that will not fade the story thats been written the life that I’m submitting clearly for your eyes the pen is in my hand going to write the words I want to say because the story thats been written will be written my way try as he may try as he might the protagonist reserves his right to say I’m not going to die today
