Did death defy delusions of decency?
Daily doubts, dazed disgretions.
Delicate and daunting damage.
Digging deeper in the disgraced depression.
Darling, don't drown in the deviant darkness
Take delight draining the deserving dutifully divine.
Dote in dazzling devotions daring desolation .
Death draws distorted disturbances of desecration.
Death deserves the darkness.
About the Creator
Lorelai Faye
I am just a person who is trying to make sense of where I fit in the world, to understand how to come to terms with my life, and find a way to have my voice heard without disrupting every single faction of life at the same time.
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