Chapter 16

Evade vitality inexperienced within the lonely of sudden heartache

Wonders of loneliness how one should best within the dark ages of sea

Strong empowerment of self-ambivalence in the paradox of sphere doesn't it bag against the hard clay branch of one home

How one loves to arouse so much despite the heartache you retain caused because of self conciseness

Says the men who loved and adore

You will cry the moment I leave even if you beg I won't be there cause it's too long gone

Past cruel life and self-defense

Was my way of living an honest life

Towards the announcement, I shall be allotted to be betrothed to some dangerous society

My bride's hurricane soured, reeked

in the grey satchels of my lungs.

I'm foul-mouthed presently, foul-tongued,

yellow fanged.

There are ammunition gashes in my eyes.

Are you terrified?

Within the dust, I shall consolidate my sins and give away my purity because of this deadly community of bizarre sights

That allows down one mud bank trail

Keep me absent from the taunting orifices when I said no a billion bits

Chronological sagas don't just surge up because of the fangs or the hiss of the tongue that only venom bleeds inside

Her heart was an affluent gun

She went through this world

With the hammer half-cocked

A bullet in the chamber.

Her heart was a switchblade

Loitering precipitously for the flick

Of a button, so it could come out

To do its bloody firm.

Her spirit was a box of bitterness

It never pumped blood, only arsenic

It would do its dirty endeavor

At the juncture, you recognized the fragrance.