Daily, I cry
Every morning I’m thinking, I’m floundering
Sounding off on a tone-deaf choir
Daily; I pray. Yes, the world is healing with its great sin
A sinking ship, the sky light, the sea crashing
Like a creature from the moon
she leapt into the crowded space
She fell into a deep sleep of dust
Did the same piece of disaster happen to by you?
Daily; I cry, I weep
my body a celestial death
my Nephilim, Princess of hell, I can’t save this planet from destruction
I’ll give you my heart for the future of humanity
I’ll keep you safe in my arms
Love potion #777
The Saturn of her breath created my whole world and the universe is in her hands
Daily I weep.
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Comments (4)
Love it so real ! also the graphic ❤️!
This was so poignant and emotional. Loved it so much Merly!
"The Saturn of her breath created my whole world and the universe is in her hands"...so beautiful.
A lot of pain for a little emotion...