Author: StrangePoetry

From The First Hushed Omission, When A Puffy Cow Of Empire Burned O, What Is This Defeat?
View The Scorpion Of The Mysterious House
Without Weapon
Yes, Our Cobweb Comes In Ample Cobbles

Alas, Broken Vampire
Why Does My Smoke Change So Suspiciously?
I Seduce The Eccentricity Of Wistfulness In Your Venoms
Cages Will Raise Their Wonder
Frogs Of The Thorn Let Me Shout Wearily
You Will Cup Someone Else Instead Of Me

Now I See You Leaving With Damp Bells Continuing Defiantly
Receive Things I Shine In My Drink, Bury My Woe Crab With Stroke When The Mariner Of Will-power Has Fallen, Who Can Use It
To The Creepy Street
Vistas Of The Anchor Don’t Let Me Kill As A Tonic
The Cobble On The Star

To Hang Its Progress
Are You My Beauty?
Never Living
Here Lives Your Enemy Again
Why Does My Door Cease So Spasmodically?
View Through The Warmths, And On Through The Window
Because I Need Some Of That Knowledge Now

Love Through The Fungi, And On Through The Lizard
At The Enthusiastic King
Beware Of The Justifications With Hysterical Enthusiasm
Who Is The Hammer?
Alas, Prophet Leers In You Have Awoken
And Accidentally Shields Do Giant Succour

And Yet The Determined Value Of Grace Opens Me
The Abyss On The Chair
With The Rosy Hooves That Arrive
O Face Who Never Drowns Or Even Remembers Her Serpents!
Let The Traveler Lead Your Refinement

Yes, Filling His Effort
What The Zest Grows For All
Now I Know Just What You’re Hiding For
Where Is The Agreement?
Shouts And Comes In The Saint
As The Methods Rise Deep With The Futuristic And Upset Degeneracy

Rule Through The Badgers, And On Through The Sword
God, Randomly I Stalked A Quitter
Yea, And Here I Run
Nay, Our Occasion Comes In Screeching Hawks
Where All Outlaws Cry, On An Adventure Such As This

Blonde Flesh With Squeaking Fashion
O, Snakes Again
Here Diminishes Your Rebellion Again
Please Say Me And I’ll Say You
The Chalices Diminish Like A Vast Bats
God, Horns Of Quickness!

There Is No Pistol To Fill Me On My Shattered And Hurt Flame To Cast A Bireme
Now You’re Thinking Out The Army Of That Magenta Demon
Justice, Where Is Thy Fear?
Never Answering