Margoux T

Margoux T. By Feo. The world is so different with out the fog A compliment is self inflicted The cobble hill phantom has gone missing Ultra has vanished The snow is now marble The bishops cannot defend the mourning pawns - seekers of piety Altering the state of consciousness Cold in the open casket Creation of the lost zodiac Spit fire on the disposed A lustful howl at the crescent moon Blood - orange night sky The menstrual painting finished in the white stone church Parallel crucifix Bishops losing faith A silhouette facing the glass canvas Theres love in those eyes Only a rose can die with dignity.