Who are you? When no one is looking? When the world is asleep, and everyone is tucked in?Who am I? When you think about it, it’s a rather broad question.The answers are deep and dark; Like an abyss, that could...

it's a brutal memory time bends and refracts fractured parts of your soulfated pain echoing through spacelips curled in a screamhurdled along until full stoprotating on our axis, we spinwe forget then come to rememberfabled wisdom why repeat?thrown into...

sinister feeling comes at night while sleepingmy soul lay witness to an unbecoming vigildreaded need has a taste for methere is no seduction this is rapea spirit manipulating my mind while dreamingan orgasm forced from meit felt so good...