A lie in palms, Will count your worth An apple for skin Within An iron urn.


A lie in palms, Will count your worth An apple for skin Within An iron urn.

Again the wailing finds cause, And the idols of the brave Will say to keep our hope, That this pain […]

A meloncholy dare Is enticing her to animate, But agora finds in phobia In all of an idea That coalesces […]

As I was born in the year, That had no zodiac Began Oh eye of mine A motion black, As […]

Admission is encouraged bait, But that for a fool only That nuisance do hide too well, Because the pursuit on […]

The guise in lore, To reveal the door Your memory Of dying, Lives In Animosity Of control.

The tepid difference night came, Listing to a left most shade That supplanted surly shame, Promising an ordinary seed Like […]

“I am the Voices Who take as I give; And in my victory Over honesty I own your ability, To […]

Bring upon the pricks, A pitcher Of pituitary sips. In which of tents dot The many emery kites, Ought to […]

Tap induction unveils me, From gasses mated dice And opal counted three, Hubris to expect so Allowing such a vice […]