God of Unaesthetic
Sinless birth by the charm of daylight
Maneuvered by the virtue of gratuitous
I believe in living with my shadow of my own
I believe in living with my lonely of my soul
I believe in living with my spirit of my goal.
Abased beloved by the curse of traits
Lost by the aisle of promises
I believe in loving with my fortune of my own
I believe in loving with my honor of my soul
I believe in loving with my travail of my goal.
Divined deity by the imagery of thoughts
Worshiped by the sinners so called souls
I believe in prophesying with my collage of my own
I believe in prophesying with my sanctum of my soul
I believe in prophesying with my traces of my goal.
To the god of aesthetic, I blame myself to be defined
I bless my soul, I bless my spirit divined anima
I believe in myself, I worship my heart
I trust in myself, I grant my words
To the god of unaesthetic, I love to be self-defined.
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