Humble secret

[angelbride]

To sneer into a mood of lack of sway
The wimsical calla's of my favorite speech
The make up man 'S can not make uP your plan
Gray thunderbird sighing on the stream of up to date return
Where i whent bad no one has the dream that was driven
Sleepy monkey's traveled from far like are justice was up winded
Fears they will startle in the dreams of are nightmares
Your kiss would be my death
As a fastfood tackle where words are milkshake bridged
I mist myself like a toad On your doorstep
Like the daylight Protects the moon as the stark sherry's
Are the grind like a landmark
Demarcation of a wisdom forlorn
The backstage of formalety's of the sunken past
To collaps like truth flys above this sharky nakes

And smaches in a tide of absinth
Like a bottle from a acid love

[fishfishquaileye]

bet yous couldnt believbe it areselves weh Lizzie bitteth on a earlier an work, not surpizing me at alls