Heavenly touch
Heavenly wings of an being extending wider than any touch,eyes of lust,face of sin,was it truthfully a divine being? A sober creature? I despise her,everyone's sense of sight deliberating on her. Both faces taking space of dishonesty towards the likeable. Creatures of sin creeping out her mouth whensoever she cries in her sickly-sweet talk. Your fakeness is sweeter than any candy,sweeter than any taste. May our heavenly father bury the sin and forgive your cruelty,sweet being,in the grave.
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