Our world…
World hides its monstrosity In being silver around night's chest World easily presaudes World changes color like we do World lends a hand, heavy like society Coiling what's night with…
World hides its monstrosity In being silver around night's chest World easily presaudes World changes color like we do World lends a hand, heavy like society Coiling what's night with…
Let's not extend it to an 'end'; your lips, thirty two barricades for my fleet I once had whiskeys of your sigh, I had laughed off the ice Beyond the…
My harvest without a red bell From my farm Beneath the well Watching those eyes burn Even when few clouds assist And few turn soft pillows Making it my debt…
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