Styler

STYLER Thee goddess A soul of weirdness A dream of unbearable desire Styler Tears came out of her eyes like a water fall of joy It felt like she was in a galaxy of her own Created by illusion of excitement She saw the world as nirvana She blinked and said a thousand words Without taking a second to think The last of impulsive veins created a circuit of moments She surpassed the level of her demi-gods She had a kundalini thought Her body was constantly fade energy by the sun She defined true beauty that man can’t seem to unfold Styler was an experiment of the homosapien gods She was the first and only of her kind Introduced to an atmosphere of curiosity She was like the ocean of water because she can smoothen rocks She was a canker She was zo way She is Styler