carter - writer-spirit...

...like we are...

Long crime!


Is not this the irony of fate that my revenge as time is running out?
from someone skrwawione be ravens flee
it sees the sun at the time lying desire
dissociation grim looks at me
blasphemous before its resignation from the carnage of NIP
the sun probably has a
to fall
admires this man
redemption admires someone crazy
meets a beautiful life forever burning madness
shows
NIP as host of the dark force of terror alone
Is not this the irony of fate, the grim disaster admires hyaena have forgotten?
Looking for
memory of crying furtively ruddy
helpless in the sky looking for the death of