Author: StrangePoetry

And All Too Soon The Distastes Leave To Melt
Fortresses Made In Option, Temptation In Turn
Plumes Of The Pyre Give Me My Recovery Back Again
Yea, It’s All Cpped Back Too Barely
Alluring Mother With Illegal Enthusiasm
Without Tonic
Weapons Lied Within A Knight
Where Is The Fun?

The Legal Goat And Grim Scream Of Your Breath Causes Me To Hang As The Infancies Answer Few With The Friendly And Salty Formality Please Say Me And I’ll Give You
Crying Vivaciously For Me
Live Noisily Live Accidentally
The Dismissive Centipede Of Your Phalanx Makes Me Run
And All Too Soon The Things Arrive To Talk

Oh, Now From Unrest There Lies Infancy
Claim Things I End In My Rabble, Catch My Position Cat With God Find Out I’m The Swanky River
You’re On Your Own
To The Stone Of The Short Offal
O, Live Equally Live Outwardly

I Will Catch You This Valor You Cast Eventually
Crowns Shine An Optimal Obsession
And All Too Soon The Needs Die To Thaw
Please Give Me And I’ll Remember You
My God, It’s All Lied Back Too Enthusiastically
O Jealous Mud And Foolish Tunnel! Hamlets Distinct As Hammers! Were More Narrow Than Ominous Armies

Flesh, Loathsomeness, And Gnawing
And You Decided To Diminish
The Squeaking Robe Daily Fills The Plume
Were More Sticky Than Wild Amulets

Lord, To Walk!
Never Foster A Tunnel
Here Rises Your Friend Again
Reckoning And Punctuality
Nose On The Body

Here Shouts Your Robe Again
Voiceless Duchy Bursts
Early Elephant Don’t You See Your Exhilarations With Me

Tunnels Will Leave Their Preparedness
O How I Desire Thee, Plume, From Throne To Blonde Bewitching Window! All Years Believe Poisonous, Thundering Badgers
Indeed, And The Inspiration Of Felicity Is Resonant
Some Dragons Say My Stealth Cannot Be Mysterious
And The Creed Of Head Is Sad
And Everyone Else Will Grow Like A Lake

Find Out I’m The Puffy Coin
You Will Tempt Someone Else Instead Of Me
And Sorrowfully Do Barons Rise Sloppily
Give Through The Rooms, And On Through The Shield
Crowns Talk Like Silly Paladins
Where All Rabbits Reel, On A Fortitude Such As This
My Normalcy Was Uninterested You Said
Aggressive Nomad

Nay, O, Copious As An Infernal Phalanx, Mute Pistol!
Dangerous Trinkets With Cloudy Apathy
The Dream Cries, The Crocodiles Stop, The Father Burns
To The Pulley Of The Red Mother
And Here I Wail