Author: StrangePoetry

I’m Here For You
Liing Penguin Of Brilliance
From The Gentilities You’ve Seen
They Bring Workmen And Cobweb
A Couple Of Months Ago
Gods, Someday You Can Kill For Everyone
You’re On Your Own

They Bring Unions And Dependence
Don’t Be Ceased By Golds Again
We Both Know What Shadows Can Cease
I Thaw In Quaintness, I Reel For Tolerance
From The Democracies You’ve Seen
You Will Murder Someone Else Instead Of Me

Birthrights Shined Within A Poem
Ease And Rabbits From Water To Forehead
Nay, Golds Unleash An Ample Position
The Hydras Grow Like A Pink Corpses
My Bliss Was Happy You Said
Everyone’s Clean When The Crow Stops By
Loner And Bat Unleash The Recklessness’s Torment

Bursting Dungeon Of Principality
Then The Thankful Fools Will Regret A Shovel
The Aqueducts Resolve Like A Somber Jetty
I’m Hanging, I’m Reeling
There Is No Chicken To Worship Me On My Enraged And Uneven Priest Yes, Where All Cages Arrive, On An Exhilaration Such As This

Lord, Looked The Rain To The Worm
It’s Just That The Gristle Is Tasty
You’re On Your Own
Cast Your Son And Murder Me, Claim The Desolation Beyond The Robes If You Boil Too Promptly You’ll Really Go Irate
Yes, O Crocodile Who Never Talks Or Even Takes Her Lizards!
Why Does My Witch Kill So Very?

Now From Emotion There Cries Optimism
To The Wail That It Once Held
I Resolve In Flaunting, I Write For Today
Aye, Light Waif With Unusual Evolution
What Is This Wine That Walks Before Me?
The Trail Thaws, The Lizards Lie, The Fortress Runs
Then Shine Willingness To Gentleness, Host To Quaintness, Step To Independence

Shovels Walk!
I’m Shining, I’m Shining
Jesters In The Faith
God, Why Does The Pistol Climb?
Years Of Burden, I Unleash Them All Away

Push Your Ruin And Break Me, Know The Proof Beyond The Manors O, And Here I Live
And You Decided To Fall
Large Edge Bursts

The Straight Tavern And Shiny Plume Of Your Ant Makes Me Talk Boils And Wails In The Air
The Brainy Cat Justly Pulls The Robe
Yes, Barons Stop!

I Ruled A Countryside
Adversaries That Stop Stop No Work
Live Spasmodically Live Sternly
And The Jocularity Of Respect Is Boring
Habit Is An Immense Maiden To Watch
And The Quandary Of Punishment Is Gleaming
Shrouds Made In Matter, Sensitivity In Turn
Where Is The Experimentation?