The bloodrop and the teardop are kinded kin
even though you cannot see
they flow and frolic
within me
just beneath the surface
vermilllion and azure naids
enticing me
but hiding
just out of sight
in their shy playful naivete

Such adhesive slugs to **** the blood of advocate beings,
Amiss extinct classiness,
None more is around!!!

Industry smokestacks line the insubordinate intellectuals,
Where perpetuals deal!!!!

Irritable bowels rumble,
Tumble to irriversable steel!!!

Kidnapper of kinded phenomenals,
Journals to all biographies,
Juvenile junction games of fallen pained dominoes!!!

Tallons sharper than tatted guns,
Wherein spears go through thy side,
To draweth out thine unholy water!!!!

Sunglassed bringer of right and wrong,
Fiction has been dusked to nonfictional hostile!!

No komonoed kitten here purs,
No lamb to be put for all to gather!!!
No one may lather when none comes around....

No landmark amazement,
No mountainous town,
No linience,
None remembrance abounds to fulfill light footed doers!!!

The pagination of this story counterclocks distant ships emmersed stations,
Where some wherein are strange,
Where the faces you see are painted!!!!

All love,
No hatred!!!

Doth thou ask for a captains ship?
Or a tribal slaves boat?

Which part wilt thou sail among the islands of thy own kind!!!!!

As I look into the clouds
I can see the rain
The clouds are you and the rain is your pain
The harder tbey fall the worser she feels
She's just another person searching for real
She's a girl who's very kinded
With a mind that's open-minded
As I look into the sun
I can sense the heat
Never seen a girl so hot
That ll she'll  melt me from my head to feet
Lady your unique
Your something like a flower
With a personality so bright I ll give you half my power
As I look into the water
I can see your feelings go deep
Your living your dreams like theres no use for sleep
Now as I see you
So mystery and blue
So shy and cute
Guts try there luck your mute
Around me you show pride
And nobody knows tge feelings we have inside

Demensed, reminenced to the incidence
Stuck on my chest
With the rest of the depressed
Cartridge packed with gun powder speaks
Louder than the words of this script
Candle dripped on the side, hardened from
The kind weakness of the departed
When their love runs out
No doubt the sprout denies its bloom
Consumed to doom

When there's good evil grows
When good fears, evil surrounds
The lack of oxygen prevents the flame,
Compressed with shame,
Maybe we should try another strain
Too much good
Not enough evil
How about stop good and bad
Chop off the fingers that point
For many that would dissapoint
Gossiping little brats
With bats instead if hearts
Dusted and rusted infected demented
Dissected fraklinected

Evilly mended stop pretendin,
And turning attempting the discerning
Blinded minded no denyin the lack of kinded
Destroys the shinin.