Brazilian Wax Worcester Ma

of God on the empty eyes of a body desecrated

And it was the suspension of your watch

that I felt the vile

the connotation of man,

as though your body

your hands

your hair,

appeared intact in all its essence

was only through your eyes

I could know

the irreversible disintegration of the soul,

that violently injured

nothing more he could hold

if quell'ormai usual swing and rhythm of the beat,

encouraged by that fierce and slow flowing blood

who have long been

no longer went dragging self

that vital oxygen,

own happiness more natural

but instead was ridden

by restless waves of pain and nightmares,

that went wild

continually destroying

any possible attempt to return, and so

s'andava surrendering the body,

dropped to the ground

in the hope that exceeded the death

could still exist only hope of rebirth ...

but time passed and while

soul died

the bloody altar of flesh composed

was still persisting,

so that the infection generated by the lawless desecration

could repay the evil extension of their symptoms

in the fruit contained in this swollen belly,

emptied of all that the most minimal form of desire for dignified existence

was growing nell'inconsapevole hope

not have to ever suffer

for happiness granted

the blasphemy of an unnatural act of conception ...

and that awful waiting

was consumed recess birth

wound that live in the next

went invoking an undeserved death,

with the ultimate

purge of that sacrilegious

gift handed down by the scourge of a past,

that insane love

has filled the distorted progression

that sort of meditated

dagl'incompresi plans

of a superior vision deified.

RLV

Lyricadrivers License

The hysteria of the fairy

dispersed among the labyrinthine rooms of the mind corroded by discontinuous flow of irrational distortions of thought, the muse is drained imagine getting lost in forests green, natural antithesis of future lived realities, they become, worn and ill premonitions of what the body is now rejecting some time.

So wander the uncertain steps of the figure is continuing the body, as faint flame longed is flexing its form there where the air gets more alive, allowing them to find it again the first reason for its existence. Confused and dazed, the crumbling nymph is discovered in every shadow that miracle for ages but wanted to boost total capacity of injustice generated by the case, could never perceive the structure in its conscious, so suddenly, in total addiction to the contemplation of their human footprints of this creature filled with ingenuity, was aroused by fervid succession of memories never exist, because further down, his eyes are placed along a possible path to the shaky start, so infinite and unreal to become food for his deepest convictions of predestination, and jumping into the inside, if not treat yourself to the already violent hand with real ambition that led her away from his right, went past the rippling appearance.

And while her lips were going to explore the infinite unfolding region of the word, just to find a worthy match his guttural found amazement, only a hissing sound traveled the infinite light of his own person, up to collapse then in the flesh ... into a single faint sound erupted from his dying lips, which despite everything seemed to drag with them the whole della sua vita, gremita questa di materia e sogni…e subito l’aere  di opprimenti odori si andò colmando…e nel mentre la luce prese ad invadere la moltitudine di sostanze reggenti, l’intera materializzazione delle voci della sua anima di colpo si disgregò, ed il nulla nuovamente riprese ad affascinare le ferite del cuore della vita.

Ed è qui che voglio vivere e ancora qui che voglio morire, dove sono nata, tra le viscere della mia anima dove la mia realtà va prendendo forma sorretta e nutrita dai sogni di una vita; e motivata ancora dall’ultimo anelito del mio corpo, andrò in eterno ringraziando te, che  gentilmente mi andavi concedendo quella candida illusione di potermi dolcemente librare al di sopra della realtà regnante, con la facilità di una donna e l’ingenua eleganza della fragilità di un bambina.

RLV

Would You Rather Game Online

Beyond the dream where reality dies between the darkness of fear

È nell’assoluto tramare dei pensieri, lì nel mezzo delle profondità dei ricordi, che vanno annidandosi i più impuri terrori, raccolti e stretti tra le loro riluttanti carni, ribollenti di frementi incubi, e nella trepidante attesa di oltrepassare quel’appena dischiuso velo posto come unico vincolo e limite dei loro sudici arti. Così arranged, the distorted reality of the heart, are articulating a cyclical ritual that goes beyond the beliefs imposed arousing the anxieties of those who experienced life in the real possibility of human suffering, and despite the death is nothing but an unstable form of heat, perceived warmth is in this that the most tormenting delusions are sullying the fate of those who for inadequacy was not being able, in the past lived, for his life to seal the seraphic gate.

... How injured limbs, the revenue of the spirit, will be torn apart by ambiguous hands, willing them to test the primordial essence of mortal life, ingrained forms of sin, that will make hungry repeatedly arousing the greed of those demons no longer dormant, which fed the substance of suffering and fervent chants of tune, enhance their essence and then feasting with the complaints of the ungrateful dying, that corrupted by their own continuing outrage that sublime gift that is life itself, but not for the abstract possibility that power is but to offer the only factor worthy of praise, the creation of the first thoughts of essence.

... It will be so, that between

bloody screams,

will consume the wait will come again.

you,

adoratissima my mother, who with

feminine moan

're gone from my life rooting

more like my father, you will want to point

that immensity handsome

the same mortal remains

take in your honor

those deadly features

sublimated design your own.

And I, I will become for you

herald and guardian of your impure seed ...

from father to son since

life will be forwarded

and in honor of this cycle of suffering

I materialize ' the most insane man scourge.

Semper in tuo honore regnabo.

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