I raised earth with beauty's guise.
Chaotic pretty lies on high,
With that apricot orange I peel off.
But thou eatest the Sun who want to cry
and be pride as loved sin.
I once stole the actionless for waitin' someone read the letters.
And I said-
"Be patience, be granted and be-"
Crying, Ignorance!
The Devil's laugh doth like hell to make it thorw Sun on bag.
Aug 1, 2025
Aug 1, 2025 at 8:39 AM UTC
I raised earth with beauty's guise.
Chaotic pretty lies on high,
With that apricot orange I peel off.
But thou eatest the Sun who want to cry
and be pride as loved sin.
I once stole the actionless for waitin' someone read the letters.
And I said-
"Be patience, be granted and be-"
Crying, Ignorance!
The Devil's laugh doth like hell to make it thorw Sun on bag.
