And I shall
flinch the brittle creature
from the rock face
proclamate,
proselytize,
with frightening
euphoria
to your glorious embrace,
I must comply,
perching
vulturine, delirious
impervious to pain
near that place
between excitement
and all possible regret
I will go by
Dec 1, 2021
Dec 1, 2021 at 12:53 AM UTC
And I shall
flinch the brittle creature
from the rock face
proclamate,
proselytize,
with frightening
euphoria
to your glorious embrace,
I must comply,
perching
vulturine, delirious
impervious to pain
near that place
between excitement
and all possible regret
I will go by
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