goodbye beliefs

Who can really be born into trust when the also rans ran over the travels discussed believe you me when I rip out the tree and roots will not come for they're deeper than one would imagine how far a soil might coil down but its too far away to simply be found yet right simply here next to your ear before your very eye and up past the sky that sends you racing up into a stellar way to catch you, and I will, i'll catch you a falling star that wished upon and many have wished upon you to do what they view in their minds eye like the two devided but together in the stormiest of weathers and only felt solely like crystal leather lead feathers rubbed together only for you to seek a day nub... smooth nub, pionty end, sometime an annoyance, sometime comfort, nice nub, damn pointy but not quite sharpe enough nub, damn nub, but... mmmm... nice nub...