From The Egg The Yolk Of An Egg.

The raindrops fall with apologetic politeness.

Why do labrynths feel like mazes? Why does happiness taste like amazement?

Why do sighs leak like veins of hot water?

Have you ever kissed your mother with sexual desire? Mirrors reflecting mirrors endless Nameless.



◄ For Limos

I Regret Society As It Is ►


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Sun 24th May 2020 10:49

Thank you


Sun 24th May 2020 10:28

Every verse here hits differently in a new and exciting way, thoroughly enjoyed this one


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