This twisted spine collapsed down on the world with vengence.
Its crooked maw could not decipher the slithering tongues of monolithic men.
I tore away at my flesh until she returned, beaded eyes white hot with fiendish intentions.
Sparatic jestures have been no strangers here, at this abode we endure, witnessing the violence.
Jan 3, 2017
Jan 3, 2017 at 9:31 PM UTC
This twisted spine collapsed down on the world with vengence.
Its crooked maw could not decipher the slithering tongues of monolithic men.
I tore away at my flesh until she returned, beaded eyes white hot with fiendish intentions.
Sparatic jestures have been no strangers here, at this abode we endure, witnessing the violence.
