x
Your abhorrent creation, it
Persists over the destitution.
The terrible inclination, a renewed perspiration, a tired conviction, you just began tasting-
A new glare from the dawn light screams to shut,
Those tired eyes.
19Please respect copyright.PENANAB53hYTyn5u
Gaze into the looking glass,
Safe and far from that little conniption.
Baste your eyes - they still feel - they
Uphold the cardinal streaks tarnishing your veil.
Wed them to dread; life begins to end; live in it, and then; you know you will be forced to do it again19Please respect copyright.PENANAKmiIfDWhDy