Save Yourself
All the wonder loosed
on strong wine.
Keep your grimace throughout.
The eventual macabre compel
her spree was power given to me.
None encumbrance
short pulling hair.
I’m Mad Hatter.
Let her tell it,
Is guile we like this.
I’m heavy weight
ain't outdone.
Bit of carouse
I tear her gown.
Run out in the
garden without robe.
Hold hope the lonely pass.
The fates are,
there is pain.
She’s fun and games
like prize is her life.
I presume upon yours.
I’m willing partner all things.
I’m cause how it was.
Elder girl put me on it.
All the best ritual.
Mine is sea side death spiral.
Inestimable ardor great shakes. G©
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