Until Justice Of Day

Step into my arms alarmthere goes it with charmas I reach you my loveI hold you far from harm. I see you far beyond upthe sky beyond a cuspof soft things that touchus and reach us enough. I adore the tune of youat play with music awaywith this trite trivial shitthat we duel with today….

Your Art

Holy touch me Iam set in my ways.Restored by sanemen women same. Carved into woodpleasant and goodforever nature keepeternal as it should. The wood beckonsa strife come to life.Inside my dreams Irelease all of strife. I’m fine so run goto the edge of sanity.Brilliant you are andan eye for the fancy. Pretty face draw tearin…