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KorbydAngyle Oct 2020
As We Access
With that which emulated taxation wanted for matrimonials
Under gaseous shadows lord Belial
   magistrates the Coriolis effectuals
I'll have a ienth an a yottle ay!
Pat the innocence versatility grips domino falls wind of whips as tryst-
broken stacks the trim- of rings broiled of cream-
swoops attacks dens of moots
Shekel fancy went its way
blaming you and so twilight elections
morose or of hosiery ...

Is it more than a situation that one can lose?

Stepping, oh no you don't! Dismissing, oh now that's defunct!
Party goers immaculate, yet nor where they were  mentors...
just fictions belittling    
what down here this sit clown and the proud town
saw as shadows of the country we might ourselves
            court to lawfully adhere
The bottom of your left foot rates
what the right fragmenting a habitat freezes
  a la mups(muppets)
Chalk sidewalks ***** streets ranting godless talks skirty keeps
Whose working you now folks? The self you do and don't have or
images of the nice work and programs on the down
sliding bumptious daring promises with angels
legislating more hey you *** kiss whether solutions
dabble yee gregarious
... Therefore payments are there and people shut doors
   the work of glowing pretentious cavalier bookworms
or strident gualish waitresses looms or killers of the vainglories
accounts of the under cued...    each are do soon
I fear, however, not to be put upon... the return and go cycle of repeat
before the laws of nature
when life begins
then thus prevails
more than fears
or a faire of grace or...
  whatever with the likes of  tail between legs divisive evils prevail
  with runes of glyphs of the dance strength...
  and trial that accesses it as well
KorbydAngyle Sep 2020
This friend to you is the ****** of me...

That much work was invited to be an augur for
that which took place while pamping your ***** face
When you first choose to defeat the imbued and mortified
you'll follow prints of clarity and you yourself, which is self defiled
Sit in the hash marks of the hay it's the reason your face is in a friend play

Rest in peace guffaw, badly and sadly keeping a nest
for the Phoenix's age is a part of the glory and splendor
Say its pet to impress your companion incumbent mayor
Through a fraction of infractions, of less I'd be crolling myself
on Friday evenings you don't get to go there, no more posey tosey slim suga' zoey
We're in remittance all the way from our pacific coast playground
Into being that friend to you and I to the ****** in me
which breaks Solomon duty's glib structure and ends the deaf ambiance
As if watching it translate into a game player who turns the food and slays the fox
How are we sippin of the main course How are we shuffelen' on the reign tort
How are we slippin on the main roar
Because you'd cry in a brown wily suit at the state of life
in the sauce of a business day for whom you kept a sunflower that wept
So be it, the relevance of being a friend to you is addendum; the ****** in me
I don't see why that makes any sense I labeled you a failure alive even while you play
Those video games and societies like a spike waiting to hike how much I hate you aptly so

Then one day a place that leaves no boundaries
The need makes duplicitous ideas of morale as a symposium
Then each sound place in your mind is chaotic and yet invasive
God will lay behind a chain of sin versus survival and beauty with symphony
Yet what state did the availing claim make for their own, the ones that stood behind it

Yes it's a property of life, being friend to you is the ****** in me
or at least excessive divide brews deceit which type of farmers do you have and vanquish now on to politics now on to friends as well where must one stand today
KorbydAngyle Sep 2020
I young chicken inert inside I...
Have feeling of dealing more for paths with implications
Never coerced dancing logs on fire no satisfactions
If you shallow through a lay away mind
You're concrete with no sanding paper only
the gold and silver tongued tile layer
Whose this? At the walkthrough of contemplations
ravine in a valley
If you want a different fill then with so so suds do
your belly justice

Can was should will wouldn’t couldn’t
Knowledge hate reveille amassed enamored enraged entrusted

Now and again we meant together on
the word of the hour
Trust me as you might
your wondrous mighty new super powers
its about sense of hopelessness yet function of adjutant thoughts of this allow confrontation with that
KorbydAngyle Sep 2020
Sitting tykes burned foliage dendrite dikes
Little must devil and dust fastidious proclivity
Burgeoning each gamma and beta flee with light eddies arid not temper
Summers fink dropped sweat waxen goliaths bracken bracts flummoxed of ashen desert
Trial of carbon of smothers sisters and brothers graphite delusions of water fed gnats blasting the torrid fires
Leviathan confessions wields fuming digression from the truth of need a fleet of mighty 747s water drops!!!
...and Phos-Cheks too! Said Smokey the Boo!
Channel the gas tax to what need be done
20 Water tanker 747s at Edwards Air Force base
now maybe the real war is on!
Even if you take the face value for what it is(a good way to fight fires that's been needed for decades our paths must have strayed) there's no arguing the facts of the mission people lose houses their lives ****** disarray it's only a tax shift and refurbished fleet of jets away
No Kidding! This should be a Proposition! Should've been 20 years ago when i estimate they began retiring some of  the 747 400 !
KorbydAngyle Sep 2020
Am I still living do I **** on God's command?
What can my soul fathom of my slumber.. what is the plan?

Are solutions fair or evil that demons' skills plough upon my ear...dare I define you as you have me?... debtors crave flesh

Dawn rare swift quotes by their undertones you are yet to have, fenced burning for expression, will you call clear? Skeptical witch endears

You are unnamed types that of import move on to the next before the friends even touch on relating back
Why if we stand hutches seep carnage blood moonlit banter before fallen memories refuse to face our dead
Gnawed genuine venomous gargoyles are we... lives by the sign of the ***** who screes by the nines and sways with the bats winged blunting through caves of the mind in our sky

Souls tell contrary... to laugh, feign pleads of great lithe flaunts across cantors and countries, a vestige of the dark light

Estuary's loom of private butterflies membranes lull of shadows with cryptic blues and replace love with holds of a rainbows indicted as they greet our coven

Close our eyes... shapes rhombus differential clouds dusts of ultimate buffer approach siren of purple and green dive into morphed reverie

Not persons hammers shields sabotage marauding
variance destiny reveals

You ancillary! You roundabout! Barrage pains a path, roads and flights over etched instances derived so separately...
You your self makes the difference and so you listen of the meaning and of the preening, the delve into an elegy of unwise diadem

For this mentality does the worst despite astute gowns and rings that crush

Am I still living, do we know if anyone cares, most haven't stopped trying to consume the front from which they were born then lost,
whether its instinctual, or of the evil diadem.
We all shoulder at our confusion and vanities etched on our personal diadem
KorbydAngyle Sep 2020
Go as a valance besieged from air eddies
halos running green alluft spirit
descending yet beaten deviation bashed on the floor florid sumptuous juxtapose rendition
Youth, possibilities change the May breeze catches equality of swooning ambled as drugs replaced  life's Remy Martin fixations
Happens in honesty fans glancing electric cars mole of squeaking rationalizations perchance to fool the only interest, system of and defined it, weakling mule is more the molasses deflected and used, not so soon more deviations
Girls mesoscopic diffys of the coercive game of playing thrills of young being too late for some most or some, accuracy weans pallor off mutual compressed fears
Alacrity deafens Zurich wheat dyed pale torte ones step of children as justice from yesteryear pads from the speakers thunder or consummate near future which doesn't undress, that away anymore
Oiled worlds hissing in groves of ash the door to the abyss strives to make it a loving crowd affined of floating aura's space wind cleaving affections
Faintly revel drunken as tawny kitten set for a box however curtains were sewn and thinking of the dress wages bemused diodes electrified strut
These were causes not drifts deigned for oceans' volition, escapades of pain away, switching churning glassy gravely silty
Think of start of truth the song going back to the days from when  your angels whole cassock tactile black as battle tactics of harpy lack
The time to cry is stressor, not wielding that fiend, effective searches free
Go now sheer scarfed wager blocked into closet upper corner for suspicions of celebration have archetypes, only giant hooks, sunken flesh the flight of fancy could undo
As crashes fend the dormant, glaives whissing sorcery mends
the search for a tomorrow that's new
KorbydAngyle Sep 2020
These freedoms I hold uhn uhn, respectively yet with
Introspectometers nobody could argue law won't end
they and you stand
Chattled and bound huhn, systemary merit

For a day's clouds breezing through Los Angeles
un an old good American towne

As the checks and smiles, mood cast- a shadow
on a beach at the north end of LAX

Seventy writhing blights of unknown caterpillars
unfurl and could  set to follow the way the
others' metamorphosis uhn uhn begins

These rights unto all is more for grunts though
a labor of love then un whimsical moments

Shielding a freeway of thoughts while under the
love of the leatheur glove since complex advents

Emergency water stationary for each
small droplet is unleded by pipes, oh these
last round of drinks were found by and by
Barbed tendrils make confusion of cocooned well doers

Border runners in beige with bikini clad women
on bikes...
unknowingly, that's why,  it was

Cast aside undulations of wealth are too
grande for blessing under that guise

In so much there's one more uhn uhn the fervent image
of aberrant ken sitting now soon to pretend... again?!

Civil recalcitrant obedience "we still eat apple pies!", isn't it?

It's of a place to be this Labor Day, unknowingly,
the burning images of its peace & lore... is
anon ashore and amaze of waves...   found    indefinitely
keep hoping a more substantial conclusion bout work and labor everyone does continue to go before it but can't think of it yet
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