mephistopheles

quite bothersome this trifle affair, that seemed not to long ago, spawned out of nowhere, a bit of time you could spare, but this degree of laziness is catching you up, filling you up with junk and whatnot, ignored but never forgotten, that lonesome thing, pleading to be touched, caressed and read, but what folly, so it seems, for the self cannot be bring to, be freed and kneel, rather it must, come from want and need, forgive me people, he had proclaimed, such a desire he himself cannot contain, i can only so far to explain, but save him you must, lest the flames of hell, engulf him in vain.