they do not deliver

[lashermajestica]

come the hour to speak my mind
she threw a spear and aimed
it directly at my chest
and blew me away
with what my she had to say next
never in my wildest dreams
would i imagine
my statue of purity
is dying of imperfection
its an internal battle here
something you could never fathem
so sit back take off your hands and relax them
creatia is waiting
she will only be a few moments
thats all we have besides romance
and as for those who let the ancient tree fall,
you can follow the beaten path,
to the zar