Don't Hold, the Hostage Taker
(you know, instead of Behold)
By Willem IndigoPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read
Photo by Quinten de Graaf on Unsplash
Eater in the third eye precipice greeter; faithless writer I remain.
Colluding with no less than a violent bank robber in a
Lilly-inspired, unfinished mask in every infamy attempt.
Insufferable screams until they fade into their 'getaway' work-ethic
Precipice. 'The fire isn't real!' they promised.
Sycophant of lunacy from scientists' perspective,
Equal to their nonsense.
About the Creator
Willem Indigo
I spend substantial efforts diving into the unexplainable, the strange, and the bewilderingly blasphamous from a wry me, but it's a cold chaotic universe behind these eyes and at times, far beyond. I am Willem Indigo: where you wanna go?
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