Abysmal adulation, my spinal cord reverberates harmonious change
Obscure illusions, immersed inside inquisitive, provocative thoughts
Who can deny such devouring primal endeavors
Beneath each aching desire—strangled deep in the memory, I scorn
Pen in hand, I hear the call, when one door closes, altruism is key
Sep 25, 2021
Sep 25, 2021 at 2:44 AM UTC
Abysmal adulation, my spinal cord reverberates harmonious change
Obscure illusions, immersed inside inquisitive, provocative thoughts
Who can deny such devouring primal endeavors
Beneath each aching desire—strangled deep in the memory, I scorn
Pen in hand, I hear the call, when one door closes, altruism is key
