Photon girl

A Poem by Effector Prime

teenage heartthrob, N.D. my beauty

the disintegration of identity
photos overlapping each other
making every new one a better experience
the disintegration of identity
brane is wrought on the corners
I'm fighting myself no more
I'm lying to myself no more
********** are a complement
my ***** feel so light and my **** is just the right size
I feel my *** under me pressuring my stability
come, come little girl you know the rules
make me come to you
and listen to the biggest story ever
there's someone who's like you and more
my lovely super girl
my lovely super girl
integrate again
disintegrate