Figures that the pulse On tap, Would freeze The destination on The stillest map.

Figures that the pulse On tap, Would freeze The destination on The stillest map.
That I should get the opportunity, To hurt in such brave colors.
‘We’re Entrenched’ Was the inducted film, That thus bought stars In a glaze that apertured For an industrial kiln.
Royal to be incumbent Loyal to the lapse, Repulsed return offending Defending the last try, But that had again Been […]
A lie in palms, Will count your worth An apple for skin Within An iron urn.
For once an open chance, To be assured of minds joined Is a journey in harrowing, For entirety of love […]
Again the wailing finds cause, And the idols of the brave Will say to keep our hope, That this pain […]
Finer light on dimension, Emotion as molten As knife cut Intention. Why even dilute then, The widowed dust Like lesson.
Entitled to the inevitable, Their removal through recycle Has denatured the repatriated, So the finest of salvation intact Has appointed […]
Meant in tokens To assure my mind, That yellow allegories Are guide to find, Yet exine mold Has doppled down, […]