three best poems:
Still the reality
I see how the penalty sob dead end of a cloud
In addition, the demon will not kill a full house of reality
crying like a new man hand
memory since the end of dreams admires the heart
Do you not see that,...
Mother
hidden
people always tempting slaughter
is broken in blaspheme redemption pressing crime
Do you not see that transience blasphemous doing?
People crossbows heart
Looking for
cleaning wine...
Raven
of you remember the broken shade of rose scarry
wind goes
apparently seeking redemption skrwawione sun
particularly helpless resignation Lapi World
Loch greedily forget all about the madness
Satan...