Messes On Mesdemoiselles

I'll risk you, evvery time, they say to you, I say to you then, "you know that already," what time have you not been granted? gifted? solely in preparattion, the blade slicing into two a single path, seeing you & I fall face first, or you drain me of all the quatity & quality yourr ex dying stole from you, the next flying blinded & took from you, the most recent prior, snatched from just from underneath your searching,