light over our value. Solitude as teardrop Blood as waterprop Undue
An orchid leaves its scent, characters will not bend, Roads always diverge, around a tree love struggles, Another scene made of clay, hot, colder, next day. Seated at on old stairway en...
The slytherin or the pussy, the re… Giving knowledge and fire to their… Praising for the death of a dubiou… Setting the stage for the real con… Not original, that’s an argument o…
My primogeniture may not be whole Down to Cape, it could be South p… Same chill of kin, different pengu… My ignorance is wider than The distance
Slumber, Sacred Goat, Satanism, Sacrifice to what we should be, So virtuoso as always was he, Plough, insensate, riding on stone… Parsimonious subject content with…
The second waltz, Dmitri Shostako… A montage, all assertions from art From Luchino’s Gatopardo to Joe… Maybe I should be using a world a… A plane made of fractals, Godel’s…
Eu tinha decidido não morar com ela, embora adorasse a menina Tal nostalgia, a alcoolémia, ainda se o peito aperta 17 anos passados Dançamos até a temperana tarde se tornar alvorada húm...
Não sei solidworks, não sei mecano… E todavia assim e aqui o prego, Uma oração, uma canção, não sei P… Ignoro Gymp, After Effects, pouq… O que sabia era escrita e agora nã…
While my body asks for Temperance I persist Arsonist that I may be Never my flames will consume thee O my fever, intemperance
The Northwest wind coming from Pa… Turned the wings flight unstable So the eagle missed the little goa… That nanosecond that keeps all uns… The world a chaos inside a red fal…
It was the bloods and the creeps As I needed it all on the arm The world struggling to harm That ethereal nature deep inside By monetizing every inch of it.
Regret comes in many shapes and fl… Whispers and shouts, mute, empty l… Obligation denied, aesthetics refu… I lament and cry over letters not… Apologies and amends send by death…
Yesterday I heard I have a heavy… As time passes it grows heavier. Question, diversity around Xavier… As is the effort of not writing As is the effort of doing it right…
He lost us for good. He’s gone Under the Hood. Actually, we have never reached hi… Consider, as Is, false All the above.
This is the day where I was calle… My writings unbearable for some in… Well one may say better stridulous… Writing is an extension of humanki… Nobody is owner to pages, critics,…
I rather not smoke for obvious rea… One’s change in response of eviden… And the rat goes insensate underwa… With the nerves flourishing at nig… The vision fierce with expression…