Ballast and Bow

Extremification
Uncertain in it's resonance
Peasants pleading pleasantries,
To masquerade the ball of games,

Energy,
Expressed in levels valued
Easement frees the wallowing tease
It must be emitted with valiance

Talents outlook unforgiving
For the song is singing, binging on intrinsic twistings,
What singed win is worth the pittance it brings
What worthy ships breaks upon the shallow tides,
And cries “I defy you, in my might value of this harvest”

What might you leach unto the forest
Nor a sore of illest intent
Born of whittled whispered impedance
Sored to sworn horded glory

Horny fucking foragers
Out admit the twilight's morning adored with
Whoring of stories and gory induction,
Bring them to the systems doorstep and leave them with infection,

The being must be between ballast and bow,
Lead to firey end by trepidations guidance
Inside what?
Defined utterly in passions slobbering embrace
Tasted until the race traces base totality
Amidst the June tulips

What further field hides my sight.
What granted lock besets the grasp of mine
What time illuminates the final feature
What mind entails the sublime

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