I could be to you like the dew upon the rose; the blade of the grass or as the face of the sword I could be the blisters on your skins or the venom of the black mamba; I am not black I am only human.
FLAWS: Benjamin Elemide
FLAWS Show me an edgeless shape, And I'll show you our shapeless world Circled with shapes of many edges; Even, knowledge cannot ledge it edges. Show me a rich man...