Inject the neglect

My current predicament was inevitably imminent,

I was feeling ambivalent to the equivalent of being different.

My soul was dissonant, as my heart rose in increments, keep listening as I implement my diligent views of insolence.

My anticipant nature is munificent. Despite mental imprisonment I can still use my ligaments to bring figment to fiction as is my intent.

I tend to forget as I accept the defects.

The impress drops then we select to reflect and regret it when it’s wrecked.

What did we expect when we took to inject the neglect?

Still we are subject to the cause and effect of the next suspect.

I can’t exploit the context so it simply objects to the direct disrespect of circumspect...

but what the heck, by the time you process on my concept you’ll put it down to nonsense as let’s be honest : there’s plenty of content to resent and the reason for your torment is so frequently mentioned to me, when you could have prevented discontent by supplementing a little consent.