Gone are the days when voices were for mere words and sentences.
I have no doubt you\'ve heard many voices mumble and mutter meaningless murmurs in their multitudes, so I won\'t.
Instead, I\'ll rather show you my delicate destruction of these pastlife perceptions;
Captured as clearly as on the canvases I left behind when I kept inside your mind\'s eye and dropped them there for you to find.
Where most are limited to just words, I can make you feel the chilled autumn breeze as I breathe
So, if for no other reasons than these,
I dare you to pick me