Bent
****** a suggestion, we all remember
Terror is such, a universal call to whence
To see if you are who you say you are...

Angel's
And the serious stare of particularity
Savage enough for a rue of anxious wealth?
In these siring doors and amorphous rarity...

Hell
So sweet to a reaching friendship, is once if to be?
A secret, but is our finished repose, the austerity we find fell?
And will a charity of courage's woe, have the sense to anarchy?

Heaven
Silence realizes the world for us, beauty to claim?
A new season of conscience, that is the gift of needs
Looking but the court of heroism, will a sound meet, fame?

Golden
Care for an outright safety of humbleness, like a mother
And the share of properness, is past with care as a token
Of consider this, the place of forces and the truth to bother?

Gaits
So sour, the notion to deliver the resources of courtesy
Except; to remind a home of deliberate couth, we are many
And the crowd of won, is on our way to becoming fears irony

Siblings
Pain in each, an echo of what was a remorse on the move?
Logic in a longing loan, if a nature for fear, has an interest welling
Beyond a supposed careless whisper, we hear is now a reason to love...