Share, are we your decency?
Share a little more, history
Share is ours, to spite, leniency
Share, it had to be you, wisdom's epistolary

Prevent or protect
Salacious, we know bitter try's
Of a sincerity, determined to collect
Fright's, in the name of when beauty cry's

Pardon me, the future silence
Somehow, asking a savior's heart, how
Special is a tribute, on the chin...
Secret's with a many, misery in a tow

Can't mean the better?
Sordid advances...
Makes the call, to finish the letter
Of a wish, then with avarice's chances

Reposed, the had guilt
Sense seemly, a willful and sour sake
Has our opinion, all in a row to be felt
With love before life's content, accepting a mind is one to make...

Once
Upon a time, with frank decision
Spare to fore, the choice we delve as begun
By a simple truth that has an eye, for my intuition...

Flowers with predatory instincts...
Sated fears, that develop a taste for wit
Where love can be so bitter, a chaste to remember kings
Any of solemn pity, the praise of sincerity is us, for since...

Peace, never pieces of a roaming neglect...
Has the voice of society for all of a day, with dread
And the pout of simplicity you mind, is my heart to reflect...
A stone of response made from needs of virtue, that you lead?

Tarry with a friend, until obligation...
Has made you the stark, the cant of biding judgment
The stare of resolve, we notice is us, by definition
The brightness of a solitary share, in the world to relent:

Add me when saviors die...
Acknowledged with the sameness we invest
In the name of solace so fine, the final straw of a sign
Of the times, with a golden opportunity to accept your yes...?