Grim-filled Lullabies

Toxic

Need rid toxic chaos within stomach,

faking day trimeric covet...

Night runs prolonged limberly a-muck,

sensual flavor flees where bolting beams bust...

Left body spread upon ground reaping moonstruck –

Let exceptional genii dapple puppet strings,

delight times being left as meandering only...

slip precious stone as sworn ring,

you may make these limbs fittingly bow for my king –

Stay bountifully wondrous soul,

mark territory within reasonable control,

smother torso in regal hilarity,

what's a life without a touch of insanity?

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