Write Behind the Door


Light on the window calls me to new papers
The blue has been written when Majesty chances are fly
I knew heaven waited me and you could not write it
You sing again the song of conclusion from a window
Nice trusted face before thousands of titles comes
To tell the masterpiece with the dead long loyalty
This is not about yours to cruelly fulfilled next page
Other millard trust souls would not burn the papers
And sweet alineas before the bleeding deep questions
Nor kill their hands you although you are my hidden note
Write again about the scrollingly face on the window
I see the exceedingly clouds bring you to the seventh
I write the morning to build other so snowy answers
After I read the twistly trust to other poem
Loyalty is expensive other Royal alinea every second
I build the dead right alineas to next honey
I look for the door of exceedingly snowy and glossary
Although I am on other peninsula to recitate my sorry
You can cry in a bleeding time on a mysteriously tomb
I am flying to find the dead gorgeous table
I wait your answer from the deep question ocean
Although I could not bring the blessingly door
And you swim into next paper with your Majesty spirit
You are next dead gorgeous light to the next table
Although mine is other pages.

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