U not being there was the foundation to distrust,
To the emptiness and coldness,
And everything,
Absolutely every story,
Every doubtful moment,
Every Flash back is to that distrust,
To give u strength,
That this is all rite,
Birth R.I.T.E
And how dare they,
Try......
To take away,
The only healing,
Creator gave us,
To love each other holy,
With their deformed ideas,
They will kill our mother,
Who\'s veins give salmon,
We were made of the salmon