deliver this world into comfort. confide in this earth. Take what you will in handfuls, and give back what it's worth. glorify this laughter noone before has heard. Something that is so pityful as these, my words. imprisoned forever is this earth, yet we have no time, as this slave is beckoned to pay for her master's crime. the master sits back and watches with scorn in his eyes. We do nothing but make up excuses and lies. this slave trembles as she watches. the blessed day is now cursed. our souls have been condemned, but this will never quench his thirst
Reason for writing:
A previous life experience ;)
Birth sign: Gemini
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