Psychic Jugglers

... the Storks brought you an angel
so Sing goddess, Sing for him.

" If they could only touch his soul to understand "

And the Shiver whispers:
" You forgot how to live ; Verviv tnemmoc eilbuo zeva suov "

No time, No life, No Death, will erase the carvings
He may spoil my days and disguise the future,
the history is ours.

And the Shiver whispers :
" I'm above, in, and underneath you ; Rueiretni L a te suos, sussed ua "

The mnemonic only brings the clown to meet the nails
in his head
He finds a book, reads the prelude... but feels the end...
Do you cry for him ?
...never enough !!!

And the Shiver whispers :
" Do the math for a decade to live chaos for a second "

...and a second is wasted, as the previous and the next, making your path
narrower than it could be or should

And the Shiver whispers:
"I am the one writing these words... "

Will they be the next carvings ?