Sticking to the winds i dissapate,
I must not be found,
No breath while you imatate.
Fog.. over the ground.
You can never cradle my existance,
Im forever expanding,
The only defence is resistance.
With juvenile reprimanding .
Im crashing in bushy restricted area,
Repairing scars and joining lessons.
Repairing trench ground and hysteria,
I'm trashing and disarming weapons.

Customers could never tamper...

I will not trip on rocky gravel,
Like long-leafed i stem,
Or disappear when i travel.
I will never sink nor swim.

Customer service with no answer...

One drip of my forever, will replace your eternity,
Learn to be the best or try,
Finesse in thinking takes taciturnity.
Learn to deal with life or die