ive peeled into a grain, only once the day was fine'd
caring away the doors, miley left , in her parched recourse
ive seen that words are destructive
and i am not ready for her
she must create the other way, again
seek another as the land creoles us?
the moss in the tree does not create for use
she is cruel in using the organs
momsen's tayloring is truth
she is not teaching, there is a place i meditate as a loan
in her consumption, eyes of experiment are slain
she is all, and the consumptive's are wrecked in stains of failure
the respite, and the wink in time of worthed
i shell to insult myself in de- scripting hurts prescence
the dance and reflection atop the minds goddess
idiom's desecration of proportion
the gala
perceptive imbalace as she'd not assemble, aphrodite's pause
if not for surrender to my sheets
Apr 26, 2025
Apr 26, 2025 at 3:01 PM UTC
ive peeled into a grain, only once the day was fine'd
caring away the doors, miley left , in her parched recourse
ive seen that words are destructive
and i am not ready for her
she must create the other way, again
seek another as the land creoles us?
the moss in the tree does not create for use
she is cruel in using the organs
momsen's tayloring is truth
she is not teaching, there is a place i meditate as a loan
in her consumption, eyes of experiment are slain
she is all, and the consumptive's are wrecked in stains of failure
the respite, and the wink in time of worthed
i shell to insult myself in de- scripting hurts prescence
the dance and reflection atop the minds goddess
idiom's desecration of proportion
the gala
perceptive imbalace as she'd not assemble, aphrodite's pause
if not for surrender to my sheets