Something drawn in
Everything against morals but doesn’t align with any sin
If there’s a maker in disguise-
thank them for granting you wisdom and pride.
Intellect matters is the case protected
Scare me now with a future fermented
Relative recovery in a timeframe unknown
Observations are judgements worth more than gold
Conscious hearts we are-
Created stigmas rip apart-
Obvious feelings that hide in the dark
Elaboration won’t matter.
Victory is in the hands of disaster.
Integrity is a manipulation device-
Lucrative love is cut by the scythe.
Anomalies rise as the world decays.
Creativity in animosity is on display.
Quantity over quality is a livelihood hazard;
Vengeance is the beginning of happily ever after, for-
Anarchy is love’s divulgence factor.