not a draft this time.
(if you see the secret sentence incorporated in the poem, comment it below! :D)
I wrote something similar to this a while back but suddenly felt like writing about the concept again🤔
Self-servitude is a timeless retreat too officially promote you into the most diverse situation ("imaginable")!
All so it can detest ALL opportunities for a such very healthy circumstance to balance A...
Empty cloth lined caverns weigh down the belt hugging my waist, clawing at the gods of gold, waiting for weight to fill their weightlessness (Or maybe I should call them gods of paper, diminished in t...
This is much worse than a haunted house...
Inspired by a recent foreclosed mansion in LA.
(if you see the secret sentence incorporated in the poem, comment it below! :D)
I wrote something similar to this a while back but suddenly felt like writing about the concept again🤔
Self-servitude is a timeless retreat too officially promote you into the most diverse situation ("imaginable")!
All so it can detest ALL opportunities for a such very healthy circumstance to balance A...
Empty cloth lined caverns weigh down the belt hugging my waist, clawing at the gods of gold, waiting for weight to fill their weightlessness (Or maybe I should call them gods of paper, diminished in t...
This is much worse than a haunted house...
Inspired by a recent foreclosed mansion in LA.