You know, I wrote countless poems and i mean countless. Days eternity went by and i wrote a storm into the tip of my pencil with braces along my arms fore my words send shock and terror into the eyes, hearts and minds of those who live whilst i write. An aura so strong that my life sucks its energy to consume yours, But in all my years of writing doom upon yours and others lips i have found a mistress of flutter who ripples my poems into an un-unique fury of godless waves. A match. Someone like me. A poem writer, a god, a being of divine light and wrecking sin. Oh woh is me to find a finding such as this, a women with talent such as mine… oh woh is me. Time is gone and never existed.. and now so i do not either.

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Inspired by flutter (time expands and new skin)

-Soleil W