A lie within the truth
wrap the paper unfolding two sides touch through signals of desire in space the galaxy melts in your precious eyes that guides imperfection which is the beauty in that case floods of friction pieces splashing against the prides my soul drenching images for the past taking place sinking ships reaching out to touch the moon, it glides transforming minds and veins draining down to the face system crashing peace into million pieces across tides centuries forming fragile hours bringing love and grace... Sign in to see full entry.