I spoke with a mirror
Hope for some new vision
uncontrolled explosion
glorious visit from a mentor
Music by me.
But today ...
I do not feel a thing.
No secret friend
only a few images
Fantasy Art of Exotic Women
form photography female
Online
wait for the next fairy fantasy.
Mirror placed close to my face
I had to look away
It was a sorry display
Feeling as good as anything.
MyEyes that once burned with tears
Searches for the pleasure of beautiful designs
left a regrettable sign of ice.
I had hoped
anyone catch me
Days with no color at all
you breathless exotic.
I had the opportunity to build a path
along a line of light
The moon had gone hunting
an area of the stars in flight
and meanwhile the sun stopped shining
in honor of internal images
said banners
Prayers for my pathetic
tonone
only the melody of the night.
The words of a wounded soldier
It occurred
and so
I have those containers from the stars
removed.
Sacrifice your name
for honor
Line the box with old songs
and could tell all the angels
Hate is a very elaborate ceiling.
But its easy to package
all right
instinctively.
And the rhythm of holiness
took a break
consciousness
or just a fad
a list of silly rules
aConfessions of absence.
It 'can not see the angel
fatigue in my eye
before coming down?
You can not see the door open
or courage
which, when inspected closely
was dissolved?
It 'may not have been
their open wounds
female forms depicted
unattended erotic pleasures
Showing Mine
instead?
And out of this room
Flower Fairies simple race against
Things could not understand
exoticPotential
spun glass figurines
small statues of grace
acting out directions.
Despite '
Void, others confess
Inspection time
freedom it
is impressive.
Pause
reflexive
Tell me
who and where and why
tools are still useful
knocking on doors
and celebrate their rebellion.
Fantasy art
This exotic woman professed
intact
are just waiting for another moon.
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