A survey on eyes. 

These symmetric variations! Poem below.

The introversion of verity


A proclaimed relic of the past

the pious remnants in prosperity

a cushion talk

to demnify

in prospect of what I believed

at a given time

the enmity of grace

accustomed faces

piesces

a shadow complaint

to retrigger the immute rectangular solace

of payment

in your mind

A dream cascading

the invincible veritable closure

of a case endeavoured

the punctuality of sin

as I frequent in

deemed to loose

feet

Sway no advice in the mouth of strangers

they come at you with reason and blame

to young to understand

without a name

sane

the ritual prospect of a clean shout

scout

sworen

to uphold

what little significance prosper in lies

when you don't know who you are

the intention of an insolent betrayal

who could have lured you into this

of what came

the blizzard storm

they were like cats

licking to be adored

The abhorrent sentiment of folly

there is no cure

two ensured

with the invite of command

melting butter

tea

shutter

critter wake

sitter stake

lake

disdained for early behaviour

the envy of course

to rely on emptiness

for an apology of ignorance

the little but all known

to come

shoes

inevitable care

homes rare

steaks

aches

ancestry

I draw a card faith beholds

in the game of show and tell

both yes and no

they'd go to hell

and back

for a laugh

or let's be innocent

while you know guilt

tease

at ease

the additive free of figures pleased

and sugar stalk

dare walk

envigourate

the posed questioner is

a portrait of what I'd be

if

if just no one

would mind my business

come care for a chair

sheer liar's paid liaison

to a young arrogant boy

he sees this

and that seized

while trophies of wild tendencies

belongs to him

he suddenly feels love he can not win

and dirt

clouds

early mornings

swarming beauties strong

swelling neither to know

the silence of it all

where no words

shared

hates

the immortality in sin

Before value

there were no names

and invisibility when not in the mirror

as if worlds

were alone

loon

soon

alongside

the pardon in jealousy

seems to me

somewhat humiliation

where continued guilt ridden

proclamations of informed

apart from what I could understand

to estimate

I belong

See the stature and freedom in play

is a house

night and day

and

...

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