seen from Italy
seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from Finland
seen from Yemen
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Russia
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from China
seen from Russia
seen from United Kingdom
seen from Italy
seen from Italy
seen from Malaysia
seen from Hong Kong SAR China
seen from Netherlands
seen from Japan
seen from Netherlands
seen from China
how do i reconcile with past me
when i've never fucking seen the inside of a confessional.
the deer on the road have too many eyes, i think.
or maybe
this is how it should be.
my words are no god,
but i see the deer and i try for religion,
but I'm falling short at prayer.
when i met god the universe was empty. my mom is draggin me into church and every emotion in my body is anger.
no one told her i was a scorpion's nest
filled with venom.
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