Before I was not yours and
yours from some temporarily kinda twain soul
owned with forbiddance, the soul is continuous
seamlessness-
that earth closed unlike the public knowledge out the ear
spoken without the symbol outside
symbol minus the keyfoot out your spleen: Hate, humongous
animal he was not
giggling out a day above you
Hey Chena!
Well open lab is rude!!! I wrote about how I loved how hate is almost being described as an animal! I think it could be a really cool concept to flesh out hatred and make it into a being/animal!
Thanks 🙂