Shy,


    Can someone shine their hie on his lonely head through the window?


    Eye of the soul, don’t be a thief


    Don’t knock on the door unless you Baal in a chromed one piece with shades of his Pops beautiful in this twisted fantasy


    Reality got three heads, his Pops an unreachable Godhead.


    Stolen from its rightful place, this narrative is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings.Godhead,


    That''s two fiends and a human head between, little Wolfgang surrounded by fake friends


    Fake a mushroom house, let that shit blow


    Shrooms in the air like beef into stew


    They gonna thicken the the plot irrespective of the perspective


    Left the erf to escape the plot but little Wolfgang’s conscience still greyed out, call him the 66th Gormenghast.