"paymemt" poems
I sigh, you enter, do these repeated movments cause reason for paymemt of a cursed pleasure?
Again the brain tells the body. Sicken your likeness. See the shapes in front of you as treasures you could validate.
Bend your true nature, fold your conscious to feed your human form.
Aug 30, 2015
Aug 30, 2015 at 2:42 AM UTC