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Timothy hill Aug 2017
Frames of sky fell with tempers rise.
Is it the heat that is reside.
Or a plant, of sheet of paper.





Tether holes too a pole of height.

The women with a new car walked into a mall.

She is to buy a dress her new boy friend is a victory fan.

So as prepared steps move across a wood floor.

Cracks begin to form on all walls beckon your here at least for now lilly.

She looks as bashful as a giggle girl.

What," what just is it that makes him glee in passion.

Her heart then shifts gears for him and his sports.

Aim, well when you dance your toes never should turn away.

She looks in a pause menu way.

In what''s your meaning epic being of space.

Im saying look at your goals with honor you shall become successful make all become relized.

When you throw a sheet over a mess you then notice the bump in your few.

So choose the best course for your year need's better flow.

You are my prime model I made in details.

Well of fortune will become sticks of gold.

So cut the lesh and let him go because your a prize of ten fold better than even gold coal or molds.
Abstraction on a mall subjection you  decide meaning .
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Of heart breath, blood fills the pen.

Tore from mint the strain reels.

Letter of black huge style font.

To intense the effects of your mind.

Of art and grief wash out from plane.

Your our experience, held more than even change.

A limited mind has no options worth its place.

They seed our reality based on our coscience and apperal.

With grins and napkins on our laps.

Our politeness, is grace and suit and tie apprased.

For who, shall bring the golden loft of breed.
This is of reality, and our mind.
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Of all of the times I've seen your smile.

Not once was your beauty in shackles.

Or made of false paints.

You awake from slumber of knights of dreams.

Now voting on which team you will leave.

Your body is awesome, your hair un tangled your skin luxurious.

Gregarious, your style to life is going places of ancient times.

Loving life and meeting new out comes.
This is of a fare women.
Timothy hill Jul 2017
Forge the words from your sides.

Give them rivers and lakes pond and stakes.

Because you live with a vampire that can never age.

She was born from a page and drizzled with sage.

And her creator, is a man of fire and stone.

His power''s are vast and un scoped.

Because he doesn't smoke the dope.

Terrain's fill your plane with glass and rage.

She and him, also them play with the sand coaster.

It is of sand sculpted from thought.

Where''s that from that they bought what was brought.

And now we change the shot.
Too yield a new spot.
Hickory, "flirt" her purse made from bone.

She set with her mild limestone throne.

She before carved before leaving from home.


And it's said she was miles from the catacomb.


Cigar smoke roam's the other sections.

Are those seats in-compass of imperfections.

Never the man of pen and pencil.
They are here for sure purpose.
Do not belive perfection is real.

Because an atom doesn't align to form you us them.

It was arranged beside me my lady an all.
A fiction peace of an ancient realm.
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Space is black, so as too it why can't you win a race.

Face it winning, is my honor you are like gum sticky and silly only filled with envy for you will never become a winning.

Know, I was just kidding your "OK" at getting second place, when im looking back your head bagging to my style.

Slow down pal forward, only no slow motion because as is sacred gemetic shapes  see to it I'm the out line of gold.

So yes you now can behold, you are a silver me is of gold so be better next time and don't forget to become bold.

Cuz heating thang's up is my cup of gold low and bewilder of change and flow.

So, watch out as spring become's of snow and your feet get stuck in the soggy cold.

I will laugh, with glee as you become of fever you should have wore a coat you dreamer.

Im, a thinker slaying reason of flaws we shall talk of winning.

Winner winner points on board is the defender.

Loser loser you are sad and clueless.

The options where not fixes as to your believing them to be.

When we raced im a spotter of flaws.

Calcated your movements and pace.

Sure too glance, before the race to Duluth your out looks at 1st.

Now you seem, to think back nodding do you understand it was my plain at hand.

Not to say I cheated using methods unknow for my win.

I just Foget basic Principles of thought and see all points of reference.
Winning method cheating I think not.
Timothy hill Aug 2017
Looming castle above a red huge fog.
So many besought the frogs onto bay land.
Foilage pursuits new land for beauty.
Timothy hill Aug 2017
Shards of prisms fill the sky with a prime teriyaki taste.

Chirps sing threw the huge cloudy toothpaste.

Grin at the regional food we are happy with your rebate.

Did you get the memo or the new locate.

Your eye brows are grass colored and thick with out a slow pace.

Is your sandy hair ready too swim to the new island today
Timothy hill Mar 2017
We conduct are options of said varant.

We conclude it's conduction.

Reasons and actions are prize of a pure thought for inventions.

Ingenious the seem less degree of varantions.

Permutions and recovery of old systems with out dated ways.

For we rise to seed the galaxy's with hyper precession and achivemental development.


Hesitant as hands approaches clap being of a honorable mention.


Within a one of 3 star year.

The all which provides heaps of determation.

Too grasp a world filled of diasters and need of a drained sky.

All the chemicals processed to harm the clouds.

Changing there compostion and puffness.

Weather stages are more of strenght and winds changing as well.

Inductions and communicate and words wrote by the minds of realistic convextion of persons.
Scenes of a varant.
Timothy hill Aug 2017
Artificial they stain the scene with power of mind they beyond even there reach.
Unity buckled in and moved along side millions of spirals.

Even with the mesh you blush at a test.

Love beings creation is a map so terrain your self with height and ridge
Auel abc style poem.
Timothy hill Aug 2017
Artificial they stain the scene with power of mind they beyond even there reach.

Unity buckled in and moved along side millions of spirals.

Even with the mesh you blush at a test.

Love beings creation is a map so terrain your self with height and ridge
Timothy hill Mar 2017
The warm weather, and flowers growing looking up to there giant kin.


Hidden the sight, of man from nature's un harvested beauty.


It's the queen of the forest, as you set next to the trunk.


You now cant, see as your sensations hear and feel smells of a nearing skunk.

Calm, you our with the queen changing the animals direction.
Of a forest scene.
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Writing poetry is like playing billards.

All points of "contact" have each diameter in seeking a pocket.

Poetry you are writing, of experience, and weaving it into a smart expression!

Too portray, your reality, with out need for a ticket.

Seats always full because, your the star only bright, and lovely with great behaviors and good commoditys.

Also some times a dense comedy.

Your always playing games with friends mostly monopoly.

Now you can play king because you met with geology.

As we where played, tunes praised by jesters and "overly psychology".
Focal point billards.
Timothy hill Oct 2017
Her beauty is in her eyes.
Shake away the flight.
Difussion of angery chirps in a cage.
Timothy hill Jul 2017
Borrow the throne, and borrow some gold.

Because your less than average.

That's fact not lie so as too it try get ahead.

Because you been in a bear kind of slumber.

Not rain nor even thunder.

Could wake your sleep because you are a leech sucker of a different breed.

From a new type, of terrain mile's and distant's away.
Timothy hill Apr 2017
He was a brain and he was not insane.

Nor did he like to complain.

On and off, of a stage his talents are great and fame.

So let's go get ticket's to see his way.

Many came he was shy with pink sides and gray.

No reason, to be that just show us what's under that hat!

He took of his hat, and just like that there eyes feels with grain.

Oh dear, what's that of this stage.

He is a brain, how can he be here.

No body, no soul, no solidness to take hold.
Limmerick style.
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Riding chandlers in your home who would have guessed thoe.

Keep up with the time wow.

Lights flee for the city.

Isn't it just a tez tree.

With a angel above looking near the ceiling.
Random
Timothy hill Mar 2017
You are white grace of holes.

Schools thank you for your texture.

Pen and pencil, of muse bring him to life what you right is his view.
Logic of word.
Timothy hill Jul 2017
A bird, we are now that we smoked the DMT, we see as other life so much appealing.

Flapping our wings we see a city, of damp wet in the early fifty's.
A scene below, is what we behold, and see a man and a white afro.
He was writing on the walls with red, blue, neon green, then a blue flicker came into view.

Now, what is it you think you're doing dripping graffiti from your clothes.

Drips of graffiti drop from your pants in a drizzled wet city.
Blue pants heavy in cold stares repeat this way ago walked.
It has not my stain that space of empty garbage the street is ours.
Where's all the rows once filled in with cars.

Sir, I'm not sure if your ego is up to par.
Its seems it is never near always at a far.
When's the last times you've drank in a bar.
I've wrote this from birds point of view as the Teens.
Timothy hill Apr 2017
Club doors smell of lady's potions easy kind of hazey.

Daily news of power, and fruit and punch.

Dj Spun, music so courageously.

With laser touching all there eyes.

Yet no irritation, you see they where protected by a small musical meldoy.

It was epic heads all head baging.

Fast pace music, slowed too jam to it with no penut butter.

See how I twist the version, call your favorite pill brewer and we will trip.
Club focal point.
Timothy hill Jun 2017
Walls color your mood when you look only a few.
Lowes or home Depot we push to the next lane.
Timothy hill Jun 2017
You ant country until you drunk bud light.

Tight jeans and short hair.

Your unbearable lovely you cutie.
Timothy hill Jun 2017
Asylum, night crawlers mourn the heat that kills.
Juices spill from the nurses garment and the Doctor's chairs rusted.
Thundering unhealthy sins a waiter cell awaits his men.
Meditate sloppy jeans from cutting he bleeds and scars that hold greed.
Envelopes his trust from pictures and ids that when each tried to escape there remain lost weight.



Nods from the top of the ceiling backdrop made of bones.
Softened flights board blue, black, white, suits.
Tremors like quicksand they "seek and destroy" with there own set up plains.
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Devils wear blood as there suit and gold as soul.

Dream I bend dream I dream alive.

Bring dark to darker, once under covers now the sheet glowing bright orange.

Evil staff places it's self away from its holder.

Mind of its own, it shatters the sky liquid metals fall claps and grasp, for the sights of medal beetles.

The sky bleeding metal steel at this point.

A skinned meaty finger then seen coming threw into world.

A stern rigid voice heard the villagers talking amongst each other.

Worry as the hand reache's for the trees.

Pulling them up slowly.

And as the Earth rumbles from the pulling of the trees.

You could see faces drenched in tears from the fright and might of this rigid hand.
Devils monsters story epic dark blender
Timothy hill Apr 2017
He was the Devils son bringing rage war, and spores women Gouls and ******.

Set around telling ghostly tells as the fire bring"s you all warmth with a hint of hellish ambers.


The sky was casting new colors.

As, the Devils sun brought, the star of light so bright it would bring the strangist kinds of fright.


God, was vanished from space on a new creation Un know by the many.


Cars trucks smog filth bras pars Mars flares.


I'm the bringer of scars I eat steel and feed on will.


So as that's said take your most precious of pills.


For my might, and fright is sure to appeal to your depression and anxiety.


The whole family of light, where sent from the golden oak tree.


We bringith, are Powers to send you back to hell you man of diaster.


There's no Power, over mine you can ask my father.


Keep in mind, we are the women of light that disrupts your evil with hints of love.


Laughter, was echoed from his whole being is that your best joke.


Please leave, for my Power needs too warm up also a hint duck.


He extrude black orange, inky like substances and it fogged the entire area the women of light where blasted away.


As he began to laugh and say he he!

The women, pick there self from the great "Mountain" side an Push pure energy into his place.


Yummy was that meant for my tummy.


Because your Power's are a wink at sad fashion.


Not sorry, for here's mine the Mountain, then scatters across the vast land.
Timothy hill Apr 2017
You lay at the hem of dirt.

Decaying rot and smells have begone for century's.

Vampire haven and alter high grade of appeal.

Worm's jump as bird''s approach.

He he, you will not succeed for we are specialy made and protect by our creator so hi.

The birds perch of the dead bark growing amber.

Whistling as his friend, path is full of head lights as night tilt's on-wards!

Last second, from those berry on the lawn of his favorite landing.

They were laced with dmt too seed his constuct.



Before words his movement where advancement of a plain
Dark with a twist.
Timothy hill Apr 2017
You lay at the hem of dirt.

Decaying rot and smells have begone for century's.

Vampire haven and alter high grade of appeal.

Worm's jump as bird''s approach.

He he, you will not succeed for we are specialy made and protect by our creator so hi.

The birds perch of the dead bark growing amber.

Whistling as his friend, path is full of head lights as night tilt's on-wards!

Last second, from those berry on the lawn of his favorite landing.

They were laced with dmt too seed his constuct.



Before words his movement where advancement of a plain
Dark with a twist.
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Dmt and lsd are cousins.

Lsd pure drip's to candy my perceptions change so vividly.

Every thang is ultra crisp and brilliant.

Noticing my life is full of great thangs.

Limits scatter as I push threw the curtains.

Going past the realm of occucerences.

Seeing from all points of reference and creating ideas with pure imagination.

It's said life's  like a dream we our experience all our extensive outer layers.

Habits are formed with great success.

Yet pull away from the rest and summit your own version and test.

Lsd and dmt mix with grade a ***.

Seeing perception of all life and forms.

Each instance, all life is equally the same.

God is creation, big bang is creation.

Holding your own reconstruction of belife.

So as feet patter on a wooden floor.

Your mind starts wondering what else there is.

Beyond are place in the vast expansion of the black space.

Do you love your life is it flawless.

Or are there blushes and bumps.
Life dmt lsd perception changes.
Timothy hill Aug 2017
Hinge, your self a destiny and only door's will open.

The mouth of a carpet dancers fool.

O how did he love his roar.

With what menace the dice of rice also soup.

My Hungary often play's violin with purple and a trouters fan.
Your thought on a destiny lol.
Timothy hill Jun 2017
I dream of the day, when I get to do the drugs.
My body riddled, in shades and haze from all the ******* in my blue veins.
The floor is my Haven that's in which I may stay.
Past the morning to today.
When I was ten, I went to the pen.
The bars where made of steel, but I rather pop a pill for its thrills.
Instead of the reels of a damping feel.
I'll take my **** for its cold chills.
After the skin sores have Mapped my whole appeal.
Know, I can see the reality in this new deal.
Twenty to thirty years for cooking up my own thrills.
And I walk in my ten by two space.
Now searching the walls for a dusty old pill.
A drug life fiction.
Timothy hill Aug 2017
Hands scab over with noon.

Drops of morning dew with cob Web and drew's face.
Ego
Timothy hill Jul 2017
Ego
Sir, I'm not sure if your ego is up to par.
Its seems it is never near always at a far.
When's the last time you've drank in a bar.
 
Lady of the Ocean, give me your peace of devotion.

So I can make my daily promotion.

Whisper fly into a sail of my boat's tallest emotion.
 
Find your saddle and prepare too ride because my scripture, is in the hide of the Mountain.

And if you can find don't come back a crying for my words are power and source.

Lion's set at the peak of my tides and thunder grasp the tree's that should have divorced.
 
Ego flood my Ocean, not yet ready too under stand the master code, that I have harvested to sand.

When the sky flirts with space you then may comment because of the emotional state in which you are located.

Never get stove mad when ego''s cascade.
And vilagers place there new hand to complete a warrior such fan.

It's a rhyme in time, that makes a correction with a discussion on matters of conduction.

Level your smile and drift not at sea.
For we float above the world mad of grief.

And disolve the section also corn feet.
Doth a man, is ruby atired he make money from wind and his towers.
This too a awareness of  us.
Timothy hill Jul 2017
Stir threw your emotions because there sticky.

A street of flaws and pitty.

Am just joking it is only a forbidden city.
You or him even them.
Timothy hill Aug 2017
Expression a world spun clear of cosmo scabs.
The scar tissue mends fastens and clean again.

All of the best completion reword and wrote down to scabblers contentment.
My lens falls too fog sir wait i see it again.

The creation of matter, from noting is it possible how does a God, self creation of other self or his self.

He then stands in a happy way.
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Sounds of your flaws disrupt tress with once gentle moves.

Now they shade other aspects of movements.

Hot summer, flowers green from the rains.

In bloom effect you should try this spot out.
Summer flowers bloom
Timothy hill Jul 2017
Seeing you walk away from me leaves also the sky.

A flood of tears hugs never remain for you have lost your peers.

She and him, were near and dear.
Now, lost from you after knowing them for years.

Eye"'s flicker when the red turns too green and you see life past you by on the street.

Cars stream my tears for you.

Hoping you"ll come back to me.
The moon passes you a note as it floats slowly.
Down you look and sneeze for love has only one bench.
This was written to epic prompt of a man walking away.
With umbrella and tears.
Timothy hill Aug 2017
Wood grew frogs and fish see all the time.

There air is clean for now.

Void when chicks slumber the crowd of wow.
Forest beyond seeing look.
God
Timothy hill Mar 2017
God
Face of a god was seen threw a realm made of translation.

Your handsome looks are not never of need for change.

Was the knowledge useful you bet.

All perpectives results of connect too source if it is a name.

Could you think samely.
Gods
Timothy hill Jun 2017
He has scriptures in scribed all over his body.
Is he God's minion that's what you might think.
He walks to the beach, and fish jump to the land for his calmness to very.

He touches them, and they grow legs and feet.
Now, ill give you a letter to give to the worthiest its plains and sketches of the hoarding's.
365, is maybe the answer no that's diluting, what I have in mind is some what confusing.
It's to bribe the rays from the sunny place, and give wonder to the sky God.

His power's have no yield as he fixes all the yellowing leaves.
Doth we strive passed the space we are of here.
And see the season's of nebula some outer place.

Ask, and it shall be giveth to you my presences is here for your embrace.
God, power,
Timothy hill Aug 2017
A man once said as other near him look in emerald envy.

To not try and climb a hill with out first having the wheels on board.

His fortune was near as the sky became clear.

Buy me a castle his sons ask of him he look at them in a wind mill turn glee.

Shall it be made of gold or ruby even  iron for your home should be strong.

They  look at him in honor for his accomplishments.
Timothy hill Jul 2017
Fonts and letters fill the sky a hundred mph thats sure too see.

The moon paper or a sheet.

Miss spelled words get cast too a new sheet.
Timothy hill Aug 2017
Shine in your mood let it become your shrine.

The crows hop across the tops of the pines.

They look for there master of design.

He two was much full of devine.

There where too be pristine guidelines.
Your thought on this written.
Timothy hill Aug 2017
Your like a wave, full of waves in your hair.

Like a high way full of spares.

Always ask people full of there shares.

To be clever, and learn a new fare.
Timothy hill Jul 2017
Age has wings flew to again.
Old with nature and feathers.
White meets black dirt
Haiku
Timothy hill Oct 2017
Halloween time, oh how savvy it is to treat.

Eating candy for sport there no chance for a lose.

Tooth fairy's rumble threw cloud's of sugary fame.

And witches hold brooms and ritual there names.

Carvers came from mountain's a little thing in praise.

Now the moons dimed for a new start of a dawn day.
Halloween, food, candy fun,
Timothy hill Sep 2017
Hands in a light color tone.
Brilliant and not low.
Shimmers of stone stock.

And now we are heaven.
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Hay, you I seen you on the news are you turning a hundred and two.

Because if not I'm sorry for being rude.

Have a grand day as fire works color the sky for you.
Happy birthday
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Is a experience the same in other views or same in ours and yours mine any ones.

You are eight teen, you love music and dance you have many friends yet you feel bitter towards some.

Why is your soul damp and pinched with salt.

Flew from common cloudys of gray with the hope to change your ways.

For family and friends pray for the day.
Hope friends love
Timothy hill Mar 2017
Your the hot sauce in my life.

Full of red and fiery sight.

Cool to the touch all most as ice.

Yet neat and calm always winning any fight.
Hot girl
Huh
Timothy hill Aug 2017
Huh
Exude the rain did its conclude.
Her mood was the same slow yet doth of fire.
Tower of hair bestow me here your length.

So I mayest find my lady of wow.
Timothy hill Mar 2017
The blanket of space, where never rased so "placees after hours" you listen the blank taste settles there hate.

Conflate, the reams of the varibles.

Disagree, with the hammer of dawn.

Dust mist the area.

Immunity, was parched the thrist it needed a pass to enter with grain on hands you go to your converters.

The build began, its safety features include "secrete safe" house concepts.

So don't be silly or nodding because the scale use there own grips.

The yard puzzles most as Un seen.

Cars pass by yet no one sees the area.

How was this able to occur none will know.

Many men and women, praise there skills made in full detail.

Don't look away as the sun will change its pace more than just metaphorically.

Day after day the music, was played to the person of high grade, sheilds.

As shadow's came we light his path or aura enegy.

Disburst there attempts with tricky special ops.

Codes were recited, to open the plasma coil and the power was as is.

Above* the words read Care Is To Be Used!

Misinformation, spell to Earth, as Kings and Knight, change there views and faces.

Here as rain starts pain grew and Plains redone.

Illicit, there plains where yet with grim details Un masked.

Poker hands faces look easy.

Oh, dear lord it is that of pity.

Black ships and twister of reality.

Shade there (Egos) and stain there display.

Decate, as we go to the other room he begins his home made craft.

Shoulder, heavy as made precession, was resized for the purpose of matter displacement.
This is of course a novel.
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