You lost control,
and ready to feed the ghoul,
They mourned,
knowing that you’re already gone.
Doctor said sorry,
They went anxiety,
As you were ready to be buried,
It reminded us “Memento Mori”.
ИAME OF THE GΛMΞ
- ΜUИDΞN ONER.
- A silent daydreamer who spends most of his time on visual graphics. Lacks of consistency; loves experimenting new media; and dislikes typicality. Falls into the sneaker and fashion culture. Currently, working/bringing his alter-ego to the art scenes.
Munden One™
Work In Progress
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