I know this for sure after running them across hairline fractures to deepen the grooves.
They looked like capillary eyesores.
Well I too was sore when stepped on.
Stepping out is so prolonging and recreant,
Stepping out wasn't part of the deal when the tune of a contract was played on my heart strings,
All that was audible was the dawn of a new promise.
No don't step out.
When the season comes to a close run out at the sprint you ran into this with.
The dust that is stirred will be all the preservation needed,
Because who said forever had only one way of seeking out the fortunate.
This rose colored perception that has infiltrated itself can be tainted without regret.
Truthfully I never saw the appeal of perfection to begin with.
