Were I to speak through perfume page where my calligraphy fountains From infinity ink I, seamstress will embroider these phrases. Hold this page against thine ears
Hear gleaming glens yearn while waters flow sourced with my being Follow flickering frequencies, dipping my feather softer warmer into depths surfaced within me. I who have sent night wind weaving rouge like moons cheekbones o how it would flourish becoming mildew music.
Dewy moss beneath our feet as we would walk ever sided Our hands become multi petalled...
Such a Magnificent Organisation Members of staff our Treasure Remember forever conversations Dedication they give in measure I think they deserve carnations Donation given by the Nation They say they work for pleasure 2 make well all citizens whatever.
Yeah It's time Time's up Heres what I'm made of I'm show em a little love Here I come This is my, my
My passion wakes up I ain't even done just let me sum it up This is automatic when I'm kickin up dust Got a tec to bust I let it out and then I let it go for once Like the chosen ones, Like the chosen ones I'm a poet all at once
Chosen one ion even try to do it lest it can’t be done Only what you can’t be is what my camp become, a lamp, be-cun(beacon) be one, It can't be fun, but I'm imploring men,...