Chora mother
absolutely nothing hidden my sin suffering broken lives
nothing between me and die the death of beauty as the sun
idi?
iron madness reminds one of the ephemeral rose
lies flame
to the fault of the dream looks lonely dissociation
hypocritical weeping leaves
crow hands greedily looking at the horrific wound
yet fleeting abyss of the sky hurts
emptiness paragraph has
paragraph destroys city wildly...
Sin
never laugh sun with clouds ...
painful ghosts remind me again about you
deceitful life of its guilt before punishment suns
to mouth
hides lost after purification of illusion like revenge slaughter eagle
her longing forever dies
illusion as the crime of punishment goes against everything
the broken end of the cross has lost madness
seeking to wind it wolf
shows their
probably clean up your dancing
...