Of What Wrote

Of What Wrote
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Andrew Defrederico - 2021 Nov 07 13:36


The for frail as bitten by hands comfort sleaze
Naked as blessed by the trees that glow from
The radiation of the sun blinding eyes see
What comes of drinking tea on a sunny dusk
For what lacks the coincide of incidence
That many join in prison, be as a must

The winters grow hot as belting farms
Leave the rain on drops that fall on ways
The window never becomes clear out of to see
List of devises that make for the pain wiser
And scold the rainbow flashing colours seize to
Wet in drown of the blood that comes from to read

How of must your to wrecking the bled shun
When deeds as to the riches become have settled
A solemn of solitude in solitary believance
Of an outside world to conquer of the narrow
That rides for a time in the backseat of car
Lest had what became through the heart in hour

Sill brevilience deems acceptance of wrong to
The standing in front of hat taken off without tip
Wandering the elevation in cage of dwell
Into a mystic of dreams to become the traum
Years of later be as to a silence of coming
That what aut wrote is not what they write anymore