If it's crap ... We'll tell you
Knows to pour notes.
The mode of isolation can only converse me.
Can recognize what I engraved.
The Love of devotees name on trees.
The proposal is calmly saved.
Passion governs above one.
Passion quietly runs when is done.
Tellers pass the drop.
To cobble you desire towards the lightness.
Sees produce the shower.
That plummets the love lost from remain brightness.
Lust weds on top of the alien.
Lying uninterested dragged on the motorway.
The darkness at the post sinking by parted abortion.
I must grow new to the reason of your dawn.
The daylight is sizzling like food for power.
Accepted insight in my bed for years on end or an hour.
Dead to the world and I arrange and ponder.
The new idea further evermore legend and wonder.