Despicable and damaging far from the shadows
Dark, brooding, and shiny in the virgin
We create tranquil witches over the sea
Way great! The bastard has died
Totally blue on the gods
You dream of brilliant hooks beside the dreamscape
Term! The King offers come
Evil and splintering beyond the shadows
We condone murky impressions within the spirits
Oh God! The night has died
open-eyed nameless
fading slowly
an empty address book
Where in the end
the witness
take comfort
recalling experiences from memory lost
Created at 2020-04-14 15:21
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