clocks and lovers

fumes as its scent

and the depths of ones perfume

and finally as the haunted

and its own quarters set as its own envy

and weep as its own promise

and left to keep

and those as its own selection

and dealt as the better

and wise as its own personal

and all as its own meaning as its own scene

and cut as the work

and glowing as its own to the mind

as free


About mistermaxxx08

i believe in God first and foremost. i love the blessings of love,life and liberty and creativity. i believe in living a Blessed life and I enjoy encounters and the greatness of so many incredible souls who have united here and i enjoy the creativity and depth. we are all Unique. i welcome comments, questions,conversations and peace and the best to all.
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