The Inertia

Watch It Scream!

Eyelids Scrutinize In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot

Her Body So Fragile

Now In Post-Mortal Hands

I Am Retouching The Essence Of Feminine Refinement

All Soothing Scalpel Guidetd Me To My Vision

The Era Of The Vane Lilled The Beauty Of Creation

Motionless

Paralyzed With Awe

Your Face

A Canvas Untouched

Blooming Like A Cancer

Narcissistic Nightmare

Maleficient And Repulsed At Your Own Sight

Eyelids Scrutinize In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot

Her Body So Fragile

Now Broken By My Hands

I Am Retouching To The Essence Of Repulsion

What Is Vanity But A Shell Yearning To Be Cracked

A Shattered Dream Chased By The Misfortuned

Aging Atrociously

Accelerated By A Vision,

A Vision Of Skin Consumed

The Era Of The Vane Killed The Beauty Of Creation

Blatant Display Of Plasticine Horror

And The Big Mass Is Impressed

You Are So Beautiful

Crafted By The Finest Hands

Torn Apart By The Finest Tools

Put Back Together Like A Menstrual Soup

You Are So Beautiful

Lit Disgust To My Eyes At Dusk

Your Are So Pitiful

Your Face Tainted And Deformed

Eyelids Scrutinize

In This Portrait Of Idolatry And Rot

Her Body So Fragile

Now Broken By My Hands

I Am Retouching In A Tell-Tale Of Drama Caught