De.ar Noire
🕶 Today, I closed my eyes for 24 Hours.
Each.., virtuous... parable, escribo terrible.
Marionette, epithet clipped by the nefarious, so thus
My stringent manner was comparable to a feral banner.
What is the purpose of a claim? Forceps and a core clepto.
Maybe if I devein you as well, the well would collapse..
Maybe the best of the best would ask. For a Porsche
Engorged by a most skeptic Past. Clash with course
Or smash the corset. When I stand fixated, Staples Center.
I came to play, last night the wires maintained my central. Bang! Grenade.
So I came equipped to cross you with a cane corso,
That I carried with a juxtaposed ease of a crossbow.
My fingers introduced with the perplexed vex of
thought so
I'm also a fossil brought to you live by Bandai. I fought for
The opening spotlight, I was too dark to find the mark though...
Just a moment to propose. Woven might, upon climax I depict flight. You could coil the boils on your eyes. Squeeze shut a rebuke to fluff the broken skies. Smoked the opening, crust spun the first chapter. Round up my hands fiercely enough to fasten the lifeline. I'm bright mind but never burdened and overwhelmed by the helm.
for which Thor formed his formless... Craving, covenant.
Dispell.
I been above the impoverished. Damn you lacking.
I opened up my briefs after the feast, damn I'm slacking.
The depth of my complexity wafted in your nostril, feel
You're within my corridor, gored. Steel a fossil peeled.
About the Creator
SIN TheArchitect
Hola, Cory. My passions are anything that allow mind, soul, emotions to unite and touch the world. Dancer, Writer, Philosopher, and aspiring entrepreneur. Lover of my beautiful family and friends that I wouldn't trade for a Spiderman suit.
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