I see speech not free, talk that walks as chalk on boards, stalk the faults of these vaults that halts the more greetings breath free, empty, tempting to be, lengthy, time ticks and bets me, that it will only set me, messy but zesty, you pet me for varying but just carrying off of your controls, gold seems to be in your hold, and folds solemnly, the ****** to your ideology, I'd love to say sorry but parties stay so you borrow me, darkness follows me, probably it's the poverty partly, and provably, I adore this, so by just that, it's enormous, the swarms of torment, is an ornament that decorates, pecks and paced you and me, masquerade, both of us poking us, we were bad today, had to say, I was just playing in, stalling and crawling, but you would ball in Mercedes-Benz, your behalf laughs at my half and I accept it, peaking my pain in my brain, I'M SELF-ARRESTED.