THE NIGHT WAS YOUNG..I WAS OLDER THAN LAST YEARS DRAMA..TAKING ME TO OUTSIDE INTERVENTION..THE TOPIC WAS ..A BITTER CRY NARRATION..WHERE THE SOUL CAME A RUNNING..TASTING THE VINTAGE DILEMMA..NOTICING THE AGE LEVEL..TIME HELD ME
COLD AND INTO DISILLUSION..WHAT'S FADING UNDERNEATH THE SURFACE..BUT DINES WITH
SO MUCH LIFEFORM..WHAT SUPPOSE 2 TAKE ON THE BATTLE OF SIN..WHERE MY LOVE GROWS UNCERTAIN..NEGLECTS WHATS OBVIOUS..HIS WOMAN OF AGE...THE SCARLETT OHARA..
CLAIMING HER RED BUTLER..WHERE HIS YEARS RENDERS'S TEMPTATION..FROLICS...
IN THE WOODS..ROLLING DOWN CASCADE MOUNTAINS..TO FIND THE LOST LAND OF PLENTY..
GOOD ENOUGH TO SAVE FOREVER..HE..THE MAN OF SPLENDER..WHERE OATS RUNS FREE
FROM HARM..THE RESCUE COMES SOON..AND YET..THE SCENERY KNOWS NOT WHAT LIFE
HAS BECOME..I TREMBLE..I SCATTER AMONGST THE FURY OF PASSION..LONGING TO BE
HIS..A WORLD OF TREES..WHERE I CAMIFLOUGE..DISAPPEAR LIKE LEAVES..LAYING WHERE
YOULOOK FOR ME..I BECOME AN HIDDEN JUNGLE..UNFAMILAR 2 YOU..MANY YEARS DIFFERENT..
YOU CAPTURED CLOSELY...ME..LOOKS CLOSES CHAPTER..ENDS WHAT'S BEEN THE SEARCH FOR...CLEOPATRA..QUEEN...THE ANCIENT RUINS..DUST DELIVERES..THE FALL OF SEASON...WHERE I LEAVE YOU TO EVOLVE..WAKE THE SLIGHTEST MOVEMENT..WHERE A
VILLAGE RISES AND SETS OVER YOUR BLACKNESS..AN OPEN ACCESS 2 JOIN IN SEASONS
OF WARM..WHERE THE HEAT RISES AND SETS TEMPERATURE..RISES UP A CREATURE THAT BLENDS..LIFTS THE SPIRITS..REVITALIZE THE DEAD AND BURIED..WHAT STANDS THE
TEST OF TIME..THE HEART ROAMS..THE BLOOD DRAWS VEINS AND THE NATURE OF LIFE
RESTORES A LIKENESS OF THE IRREPLACABLE YOU..MY DREAM THAT COMES BAC..THE AGE
OF VINTAGE..IN TIME OF SPLENDER..THE GRASS BENEATH MY FEET..A LIFE IN MEMORY..
THE BROTHAMY PEN WRITES..WHERE ONCE I LEFT YOU..SIGNED..SEALED...AND DELIVERS YOUNG..ONE LOVE...NOW SEPARATES..A GOOD THEORY..IT GROWS OLD..BUT NEVER
FORGETS..THE BEST MAN ON THE FACE OF THIS EARTH..I'LL NEVER LOVE AGAIN..COZ..
THE SANDCASTLE WHAT FINDS ME..WHERE YOU'VE BEEN..ALL MY LIFE..BELIEVES IT WILL
ALWAYS BE YOUR SPERM BUILT..I'VE BECOME..A PORTRAIT OF AGE..BREATHES LIFE BAC
IN MY SEED..LOST..WHERE TASTE HOLDS YOU 2 REMIND ME OF THE GIFT..ONE...2 LATE..LOST..IN A SERIES OF TRANSFORMATION..WHERE MY PAGES END..WHAT MEMORIES FOUND..STILL LIVES..CREATE
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