Spitting into a grace
Lies in face
Toward hateful fury
Crafty eyes in
Without respect inside
Laughter as boredom
Sounds hurt me
Along daylight
Left am I
Aside
Nov 16, 2025
Nov 16, 2025 at 6:08 AM UTC
Spitting into a grace
Lies in face
Toward hateful fury
Crafty eyes in
Without respect inside
Laughter as boredom
Sounds hurt me
Along daylight
Left am I
Aside
Nothing to say
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