To Anyone Who Has Ever Wondered What Lies Within A Envelopes Fibers
Locks within its walls of fiber,
love, hate, sorrow,
oh what thou do you hold?
alas nothing can be said of this,
for all you are is a simple piece of paper with grooves and glue,
oh but tell me,
is it so? Can it be? Deliver me hope,
deliver me love,
keep me warm,
oh where art thou?
I wait by thy side for any word of hope,
Oh thy and I make a perfect couple,
yet all stories may neigh upon sorrow,
so may you...