Maleficent Condescension: An Aching of Hearts II

Given unintentional right,

    To be anything we desire the mirror's fantasy protagonist to be, Even if it's to cocoon as a butterfly into a disavowed post angelic mourning queen, Beautifully unidle are the apocalypse heart's rim born rain of tears daily crucifying her eyes on behalf of inhumanity, Who continues to terrify... Without the worthless tangible regret taste of shame, For all we tirelessly pursue is the golden origin source tree of... Unimpeachable silent awe inspired greed: Not life, this is a false altruistic bargain the shadows behind our antagonist mirror tell us, For it is a falsified roll of fate we desire to see.

In lieu of our participation in,
Seeking deadly weather