Rêves Polymorphe

I know you would be seeking the beauty of myself

but you wouldn't be able to see the putrid of my soul

This time you were not there... i was waiting so long...

you wont be here... not because you don't want to

but because i don't want you

You ought me to be part of something wrong...

i was there... i need it ... i truly enjoy it...

But this time you are excluded from this pleasure...

The pleasure that flowered in a putrid soul

The perfection born from a females mind ....

all mixed up with the balls of pleasure...

the stick that would stock in your mind...

the feel of a wet tragic lovable doll ...

xoxo

Kisses from

MONSTRUOSITY!