Husqvarna chainsaw.
Dont play dog...
Arms like a drake song
Make you wanna ****** date charge
Say on.. im a clap on.
Clap off. But to make it brake all...

Heir to the kingdom
Naji in a great planet...
I'm the grey magnet.
That makes mister grey look like a pain bandit
running from
Camp sack your package exchange havr it...exact it.
Into trans gender fem tactics...
I'm break a leg.
And feelings into break sadness.

Wrapped in a sarcastic manner
I'm in retraction from Reward
Death. Sin and rapture...
With the maker in my name sake banner...
False is not in my vocabulary..
Vernacular  or grammer...
With the greatness weighted on a sacred banner..
We halt in a light of mantra song..
Psalm and thank her...

Didn't imagine this would ever happen
Matrimony in capacity.
To catastrophe with savage needs..
Michael. Slim. Macro vanity..
When the look is good.
From Ariel to sanctum from insanity...
Gabriel. The Golden Great space.
Inducing steven to rhapsody...
I cant lose my man to addiction. Grief or mice mismanagement. When I love so many angels im practically. Been panicking... frantic with anxiety....
Life In paramount importance...
Next to Michael.  Hope he stays well.. we don't need damaging. Hoping Catlin has him for me... I adore him its something beyond fathoming.

Miniscule little wishes...
That fit within this cage of silence...
I love his little fingertips..
the mind i find as safe and priceless...
With hard as sin. To forgive
But hes the greatest triumph...
With satans violence..
At bay and making shaking blindness
He stakes love as the greatest
Kindness...
The praise of making. Ways of binding...
The legs of justice
The face of lions...
Hunger for a saviour timeless.
Like grapes of whine..
The date behind us....
With waits of fate the makings of a major shining

Medicine in sexusl practice...
Eventually passion...
Levels of incredible...
  sensual attachment
Like places or people...
Attraction to superb interaction.
Set the stage.
******. Maximum.. the fatal reaction
Switching crashing into madness..
For landing massive backflips
Like you have *** for practice...
In a carnivores mattress...

Living in the glory God...
I feel amiss.. its mercy stationed...
Its hurts my nature..
But curves my greatness...
Feeling worthless. .
And less than sacred...
Because im second place? Yeah What is this?
Set it straight. And beg forgiveness...
I'm less than great..
But my decision..
Is to make or break... my final wishes...

Getting in the order of things.
Is mention to swords.
Lore and kings...
Rule of order. Lord of dreams.
The morphing being...
Of formal seeds....
Planted in a roaring field...
To more be seen..
The storm of green.
That hordes its needs from foreign fields......