gianna - writer-spirit...

...like we are...

Someone


no one leaves
deceitful house enjoys
fatal cross crying
trappy dreams before they cry
last redemption nothing frightening encounters madness uncertain hand
dream about his desire as a fallen angel consciousness
Lapi mad at the sun long as absurd black rose loneliness
its absurd helpless ill fights loneliness
but after you transience madness
before the devil tempts elusive eagle
lonely dreams sees acute...