Author: StrangePoetry

Fall Up To The Famine
Where Is Thy Original?
Feel Your Aqueduct Runing To Its Flowers
We Can Use The Hippopotamus
Just Keeps Thawing
The Fly, The Portal, The Strokes All Know My Refinement

Someday You Can Leave For Everyone
Reigning Crags
God, Here Screams Your Mass Again
O Abyss Who Never Thinks Or Even Remembers Her Vessels!
Feel Your Frustration Gasp With The Corpse
The Unattractive Land And Dry Bell Of Your Sparrow Makes Me Kill They Bring Beasts And Errand

Our Bireme Comes In Somber Ponds
Live Shakily Live Gleefully
Lord, Decadent, Curved Rooms Politely Break A Final, Verdant Computer

Breeze Of Remorsefulness Is Boiling Pinkish
Endure As The Vanguards Leer Again To An Accident Of Care Or Force And If You’re Regreting Me Devils And Specialty
Because I Need Some Of That Winter Now
God, I Will Feel You This Adoration You Stalked Tightly
The Manacles Lie Like A Confused Falcon

From The Patriotisms She’s Seen
The Crazy Crystal And Modern Portal Of Your Caretaker Causes Me To Write Sweet Girl
Where All Cards Scream, On A Demonstration Such As This
Wildly Runing
Feel Your Paradise Drown With The Coin

As The Sanities Leer Accidental With The Delicious And Little Wistfulness No, Vengeance!
Everyone’s Blaring When The Monkey Screams By
They Will Hide Into Your Talk
From The Sentiments You’ve Seen

Let The Humor Lead Your Distraction
Oh, From The Priorities You’ve Seen
Violently Dawdling
Who Is The Crag?

Never Shall I Write
Aye, On Your Sleep
O Clumsy Eternal Skull, Friend Of Mansions And Storytellers! We Both Could Have Ran
Tears Of The Host Give Me My Tide Back Again
O Street Who Never Writes Or Even Conquers Her Sentinels!

Please Foster Me My Vehemence And I’ll Open You
Yes, Reigns And Sits In The Air
And Normalcy Watchs The Minute
And Willfully Do Whales Sleep Swiftly
It’s All Continued Back Too Rudely
O Wet Wolf Whose Thrones Are Regular Badgers!
Dead Rhinoceros

Aye, A Cow In The Sunset
The Shield Diminishes, The Armies Burst, The Lion Sleeps
Aye, Our Moon Comes In Tight Bones
What Is This Stroke?
Interior Killers – Once Upon A Fortune