poetry

Know gnu noose

Lie to me and I will make my own truth. Give me all your non existent love, I will suffer no consequence. Rather to had all my belongings into my Bethesda soliloquies. I will be, I won’t. I can not, nor be in my sense of; longing. . . in despair despite all of. . . . what amount of lust I want than any of a mouthful of good for. 🔝🔜🔙🔚🆚🆗🆕🆙 ©XenoPhagz ®Artsydoodie/Artsydhude 97-2020 ™Xenobyt under Xenosoft LLC marks thereof.

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