I peer through the aisles,
Constructing structures of wonder
Triangular turmoil dribbling onto the
chasm that is my love
My echoes and howls won’t mean
anything,
For you do not care.
Ingénues strategically lined by the
tiles,
Symbolizing eccentricity
Entwining my wonder and lust for your
presence,
Exudes my ravaging cause of mine
Spherical salutations hunger the dawn
of reasoning
Turquoise tantrums unleash points of
happiness,
Knighted Kings sit by a ledge as an
attempt to warn the likes of the masses.
Ambiguity is the emblem of deception,
It preaches the varied flavours of
octagons and skulduggery presence.
Droids of the surface infiltrate the
sky.
Knowledge they say, is futile and very
little.
A need to expand is needed and should
in fact, be accounted by the likes of many.
Justifying the accounted amount of
helium and vacuum that’s present in the souls of the masses,
A sense of awareness should be vigilant
and be a point of a proposed matter.
Impairing
visions project an urged yearn for tangerines
Eclectic
prowess xenophobes forms of desperation
A baron and
baroness lift a sense of propriety
The Queen of
the West however, manipulates the chains of gold and platinum for obvious
selfish reasons.
As I fog out the stains of my window,
I quickly
trace the unifying lines of my fate.
Hearts and
Lust help wander the soul of my mind.
It’s my
retribution and cause
I am not
afraid to admit it.
It is what I
live for.
I am being me.
It’s who I am.
Thank You for
listening.
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