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
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