Texty: A Cursive Lie. Align And Redesign.

You will never win this war set out. You will never win this war, I said. Till the end of time. The carrier, I will not be. Bury yourself in everything you love. Hold me up and slice my eyes. If so let me restrain my hate. You will never leave this never ending retreat. What do you to say to this? Bury yourself with the dead. Bury yourself with the deceased. Exhale in hell