Eyelids Scrutinize In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot
Her Body So Fragile
Now In Post-Mortal Hands
I Am Retouching The Essence Of Feminine Refinement
All Soothing Scalpel Guidetd Me To My Vision
The Era Of The Vane Lilled The Beauty Of Creation
Motionless
Paralyzed With Awe
Your Face
A Canvas Untouched
Blooming Like A Cancer
Narcissistic Nightmare
Maleficient And Repulsed At Your Own Sight
Eyelids Scrutinize In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot
Her Body So Fragile
Now Broken By My Hands
I Am Retouching To The Essence Of Repulsion
What Is Vanity But A Shell Yearning To Be Cracked
A Shattered Dream Chased By The Misfortuned
Aging Atrociously
Accelerated By A Vision,
A Vision Of Skin Consumed
The Era Of The Vane Killed The Beauty Of Creation
Blatant Display Of Plasticine Horror
And The Big Mass Is Impressed
You Are So Beautiful
Crafted By The Finest Hands
Torn Apart By The Finest Tools
Put Back Together Like A Menstrual Soup
You Are So Beautiful
Lit Disgust To My Eyes At Dusk
Your Are So Pitiful
Your Face Tainted And Deformed
Eyelids Scrutinize
In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot
Her Body So Fragile
Now Broken By My Hands
I Am Retouching In A Tell-Tale Of Drama Caught
Watch It Scream! Eyelids Scrutinize In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot Her Body So Fragile Now In Post-Mortal Hands I Am Retouching The Essence Of Feminine Refinement All Soothing Scalpel Guidetd Me To My Vision The Era Of The Vane Lilled The Beauty Of Creation Motionless Paralyzed With Awe Your Face A Canvas Untouched Blooming Like A Cancer Narcissistic Nightmare Maleficient And Repulsed At Your Own Sight Eyelids Scrutinize In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot Her Body So Fragile Now Broken By My Hands I Am Retouching To The Essence Of Repulsion What Is Vanity But A Shell Yearning To Be Cracked A Shattered Dream Chased By The Misfortuned Aging Atrociously Accelerated By A Vision, A Vision Of Skin Consumed The Era Of The Vane Killed The Beauty Of Creation Blatant Display Of Plasticine Horror And The Big Mass Is Impressed You Are So Beautiful Crafted By The Finest Hands Torn Apart By The Finest Tools Put Back Together Like A Menstrual Soup You Are So Beautiful Lit Disgust To My Eyes At Dusk Your Are So Pitiful Your Face Tainted And Deformed Eyelids Scrutinize In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot Her Body So Fragile Now Broken By My Hands I Am Retouching In A Tell-Tale Of Drama Caught Explain Request ×
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