ZenithComposeSight / rawI feltTiredDamage / painSufferingExQuest / beautyFemaleHurrah.
Grunt and growl, my experienceis chocked beyond measurementif hunger is all i know— eeriestthunder, flood for betterment There’s not much … More
White Minds in speeding traffic across the express, night races. Beauty brilliant upon the beau, like roses, dresses flow and … More
My only one-word poem: Won’t you belong.
A gentle garden stroll I strolled by the grand imperial palace through the garden of eden whom its left laid … More
Avail to me the thing I seek Clothed in veil of shrouded smoke In rips and tears and terror bleak … More
Talent I’m killing myself literally this time just more visually I really can’t find a simile to this A cloud … More