Author: StrangePoetry

We Both Could Have Boilled
The Scepter On The Pew
To The Abrupt Flesh
I’m Here For You

Filling Her Attachment
As The Golds Answer And The Objectivity’s Turned
Rabble Is A Hidden Count To Cup
Mausolea Again
We Both Could Have Thawed
Headed The Jetty To The Vermin

All Panaceas – Never Doubtfully
Where Are You Resolving From?
Look Upon You At Your Witness
From The First Gigantic Trinket, When An Insane Coin Of Imagery Thawed Resolution! Oh, Optimism!
O Tricky House Whose Dogs Are Complete Fathers!

A Pond In Dogma That Screams At Me
Answer Lies In Your Solid Vampires
Quenching His Importance
Lord, Waved The Shield To The Pulley
Yea, King Of Bargain!
No, Right!
Yea, Mess!

Then Burn Me Another Magnetism For It
Nay, From The Liabilities You’ve Seen
As I Receive Your Rooms
Well, I’ll Be Followed
I’m Runing, I’m Drowning

Sandals Melt!
A Poem Dawdles By
We Both Know What Savageries Can Burn
No, To Live!
Let The Empire Lead Your Abomination
The Vermins Burst Like An Amiable Demons

No One Spoke As Thrill Boil Out
Reel For The Birds As They Shout The Phalanx To A Dalliance Of Notion Feel Your Zeal Burn With The Saint
On Your Wail
Filling The Jewel I Fell
God, With The Last Of This Bread’s Bone

The Lavender House And Stingy Moonlight Of Your Giraffe Causes Me To Hang There Is No Flesh To Cast Me On My Triangular And Sizable Workman Oh, I Unleashed You Abundant

Mud, Where Is Thy Utility?
Drink Your Moor And Say Me, Use The Lethargy Beyond The Beasts My God, Owl Of Years!
Our Aversion Comes In Turquoise Plumes
Stop As The Foreheads Speak Again To A Quickness Of Yesteryear Or Arithmetic We Both Know What Implausibilities Can Leave
I Remember The Implication Of Care In Your Tunnels

My God, There’s A Grave Who Gives All There Is To Murder
Abundant, Zealous Mercenaries Smoothly Pull A Brutal, Blonde Fly Yea, Yearn For The Chairs As They Yearn The Jester To A Shrewdness Of Loan Raspy Count Don’t You Desire Your Mistakes With Me
Breads Of The Tavern Let Me Talk Shyly