Osculate true beauty of the lords plantation has no other affect then plastered synthetic walls that ur beauty emerges from disgruntled figures and horrid vibes continue to engulf me everywhere must vanish and fall to ur toes angelic breath numbs my addiction sober me up from this intoxicated phase taste ur ivory dove wings soothes the hunger i present myself before u in a raggish pathetic manor, i apologize for i was shitted on before i came to u. lazziness allows me to follow u, tied to ur painted pinkie you echo poetic sanity through your dignified luna I relinquish carefull courage, your presence incites fear inside me um i have brought u a token of my pleasure... you retort ,"you have something to give to me a benefit for pleasure, a gift??" J.ustify     E.verlasting     N.ectarines    N.evertheless YOU brighten your eyes and curve the corners of your mouth upward, to express a       smile, "what is it that u require, u feel WANT OF?" says the angel. ::peasant hesistates fast:: "um um my fair eye appealing, beautiful lord, i i i i, stress this unsightly necklace the cruel cruel society has cast upon me." peasant wimpers pathetic swarrow.. her wing cluthes my chin, hush hush, shhhhhh, mortal mutant zombie through me, osculate......(muah)                           ~Aruj