Six, black horizontal lines couldn’t grasp the rise of
Irritation, a bothersome reminder the godliness in
Being clean but has no mercy with the maintenance
From a procedure and labor to erase such dirt
‘Tis the cheapest offer in a packed market, a gift
Perhaps to prove the eagerness and thoughtfulness
In a time of festivity only for the self’s eye for beauty
That she must own someday a rhetoric value of identity
A comical error of a promising future has been invested
Eight or more years ago with no regard to failure
The cause is ever painful for the rush of success is
Only confined in a controlled environment with a proctor
There is a division between inquiry and obedience
One could offend but the other clings to righteousness
Since the mandated law of the holy and the state
Spare time and capital of excellence and satisfaction
No maid to oblige and sweep for any specks and lapses
What an unfavorable situation to be useless!
An increasing pace can only **** the ambitiousness
Within the child that young to fulfill such prophecy
No prospects, no entanglement, no cage to mourn for
A young woman meets a pressure stronger than the storm
Whereas the notification that moves mountains and oceans
Why can’t you stay in one job?
Mar 2
Mar 2, 2026 at 9:02 AM UTC
Six, black horizontal lines couldn’t grasp the rise of
Irritation, a bothersome reminder the godliness in
Being clean but has no mercy with the maintenance
From a procedure and labor to erase such dirt
‘Tis the cheapest offer in a packed market, a gift
Perhaps to prove the eagerness and thoughtfulness
In a time of festivity only for the self’s eye for beauty
That she must own someday a rhetoric value of identity
A comical error of a promising future has been invested
Eight or more years ago with no regard to failure
The cause is ever painful for the rush of success is
Only confined in a controlled environment with a proctor
There is a division between inquiry and obedience
One could offend but the other clings to righteousness
Since the mandated law of the holy and the state
Spare time and capital of excellence and satisfaction
No maid to oblige and sweep for any specks and lapses
What an unfavorable situation to be useless!
An increasing pace can only **** the ambitiousness
Within the child that young to fulfill such prophecy
No prospects, no entanglement, no cage to mourn for
A young woman meets a pressure stronger than the storm
Whereas the notification that moves mountains and oceans
Why can’t you stay in one job?
i keep on looking at the leftover tracks that my slippers left on a white, marbled tiles on the floor. the dirt can open a lot of disagreements in a family that point to the topic of career choices. and i have no money left.
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