The stars gaze in absolution, along the frozen hearts of apathy, through pershing traces that lie in remedy's sake, in subjugated monuments upon the fall of tribulent eras that lie scarce through commodities of a contemporary completion, yet the sound of inequivalence alludes the crevasse with serendipity's grace… They withdrew in the battlefield of commemory, to the bells of a huntress' advisory, a walking corpse preys on those whose breath is shy and remorseful, the wraith that cripples and evokes a conceptualization without desire to foresee the ravaging madness that seeks temptation in a calamitous holocaust, wanderers turn and run intuitively, the frail sensation of atrocities roams in repugnant admiration, the creatures search for the face of contemplation, the unbearing silhouette that vanishes like a facade that withers with incapability, beneath the burrow it hides, it leads in a slithering sound, concavement imminently follows as these strange hearts perish and plunder, adherently…
The survivor has risen amidst the consumptive consciousness that shines with a distinctive red discoloration, this babe in dormancy prays for the hearing that lingers with advocacy, through the forest of configuration… The wooden elks reap the cultivating hope that lies in relinquishment, amidst the consumption of its abundance, they deter from the concurring yet hollowed but conversive babe into decomposing architectures that snarl atrociously in frailty, the barrier of eloquence corrupts the bridge of archaic bones in a sorrowful attempt to foreseek a starstruck monastery, throughout the emergence of a child of conspiracy, the ultimatum of conversion has reimagined the facet of reconventional cataclysm, the callous hand bares the horrors from which incinerates the foul property of a gifted king… Distant retreats through the fog of wandering spirits treasure an impairment, they trace a way like a flock of birds that migrate through the wind's direction…
Amidst the fall of a bearing cry, the sound is unforgettable in surrenderance, where soaring blazes filter the unknowing premonitions, as they crack and fail to grasp the edge of retrospection…
The faint voice of cruelty re-emerges across the radiating moon in spectral eloquence, murmuring: “Humanity bothers the acquaintance of abnormality, when treasures of a bygone period have made their disappearance, and the terra is lingering in faded black tar, laying in this haven of forgotten memories, through this inaccurate delicacy of intermission, a compendium's foul truth aligns across the proverbial chaos we sought to leave behind…” In this absence, they rise and fall, tirelessly in fear, as the black widow negates the sight of a solar eclipse…
Sensations of preposterous aversions coagulate through the dislocated vertebrae of a dying remedy, misaligned against the epidemic surrounding death's empire, an empire of phosphorus assertion, abrasive as a queen's impeachment becomes absent…
Traces lead to this opportunistic trail, away from a dangling dismemberment that stares deeply into the reservoir, near the gallows, sanctuary is found in this forevermore lodge that speaks no tale…
Beware of the panther that seeks refuge amongst the serenade of obscurity, eyes of bioluminescent descent stare beyond this daunting past, welcoming the vultures of salvation to phrase a misconception…
The withering pyre succumbs to the infractions dealt upon the mourning eyes of a child…
The idle remains perturbed, maniacally withheld between this dysfunction, vindicated in a forceful engagement through this autonomous cavalry of remaining equity, when sentients preach philosophy in the absence of a fallen calypse, laying across these victims of desire, harrowingly melancholic, and mercifully persuaded…
Abiding the incredulity fathomed in sections of surrealistic determinants that fraction a compendium's irrelevancy, a solace reprehension incubates, along the gateway to revelation…
The reclusive voice distorts the compelling affirmation from grazing the field of bravery, in an attempt to surmount the immersion of a pale, and widowed deception, crawling menacingly in decadence's apparel, with a palpitating sensation through the lingering vines of solemnity, surrounding the body's temper to release this repetitious burden in the catacombs of indebtedness, it purges beneath the unspoken tale of requisition, emerging from the depression of a buried soliloquy, ties remain, inconspicuously... Broken, yet attached, impetuously... Deliverance relegates the frozen shrine in attained conspiracy, waiting patiently in astonishment, when the reticent reminiscence seeps into the apostle's chaos, the birth of a deciduous child… Driving the embedded nail through the reflective dream of dissolution, I once sought to foresee the crow that speaks in citations, in a nightly endeavor when the moon brings indulgence in commemory, and the grieving forest hides in collateral dismemberment… The shattering mirror lays in ignorance, retrieving a desolate era that gazes in secrecy, a fear residing in reality…
A fortune of obliteration lies in between an altercation of anticipation, a sempiternal statue is struck against the surrounding mannequins of slumber, foretelling inherently in the hourglass of opposition, observantly tracing the bellowing howl through the outlook of limitlessness, a fond yet delicate but consolidated portrait situates itself in the ark of a heavenly grey anatomy… The inanimate soul vaguely persuades a personified ash in deliberateness to consolidate a fabled connotation, habitual descendants of fortitude braze the steel formation, and oxidation is fueled in creation's counterparts... The perpetrated chains are not seen through perversion, the soul is soundless and weightless in the labyrinth of terra, the ash has forgotten its untraceable interval, yet the correlating wind incites... "There once stood an unraveled traversing throughout this attributed memory, a boy, a child, whose fragments shared commotion, and its frowned nature overcame the witness of derivation, indeedly transparent, but remotely unseen in the immediacy of tearing concordance..."
A frail embodiment sought the attention of a blackened sun's betrayal, but was far too late to realize what became of humanity's discordance, when the hindered soul demoralized the burial's significance, and ambiguities of generosity swayed with eagerness, in search for the one who roamed amongst the fathomed curse… The omniscient creatures that bite through the wicked composure, bloom in an infectious deterrent… The idol of peculiarities derives a segmentation, along this persuasive mirage that fails to retain…
The impaled yet retrospective anomaly severs the meadow, where the nova stares indebtedly throughout oblivion... Across the ever rising predicaments of substantialism, lies a rippled fragment of remembrance, in a spiraling choir of innovation, torn throughout a child's cohesive prognosis, in a sequence of reflective parallelism, but unanimously unspoken in abundance, yet the sky is swiftly taken away without there ever being a promise to be made throughout these reclusive thoughts of terrene conflict, and the sight of uncertainty reconfigures intransitively to the upholding that synchronizes terminally...
The bewildered yet patternistic illuminating lights tell of a forgotten day in empathy's resonance, instinctually eminent in the floral commodity of a solitary behavioral aspect, whenever the disarray is impetuously negating the misalignment of the constellations, intuition questions the unknowingly prospection of a barren oasis, where shadows lurk amongst the undying perception of a broken melody, the corrupted and structuralized anatomy of humanity discombobulates in retention, amidst the criticality that withholds this residue's dream with reluctancy...
The verbal translucency of disturbance has risen, unabiding the derogatory aberration of essentialism, the quaint apparition pursues… “Genesis, traversing across this paradoxical aperture, it sings in a flourishing voice, systemically detailed in a lost amenity, vital fluids seep into the prolific void of contemplation, incentivized to dispose of this remnant of conversive ailment, yet the ethereal horrors of tomorrow utter in significance..."
The indefinite curse of revealment resides in a residual manifestation, trading, conceiving, forgetting, regretting, and wishing upon this ocean of terror to wash away the perennial origins of surrealism, in defiant ways that reckon and plead the sentinels made of rubble and molten tar, extinguishing the existential sea of recognition, far from the concrete trail of remission, a quail in the absence of shelter, where boundaries are relinquished, and the gazing affixture serenades in magnificence, lying awake in this portrayed allocation, where the ancients hold the key to this unravelment, beyond the prominent gates that speak in mockery…
“A fractured, but unattainable sequence of conjecture spreads around the untethered atrophy... The ominous obituary has renounced its procedural stasis across the prolific field of revision, although the vale of putrescence has desecrated the skyline, the rain asphyxiates attentively, yet the eloquent grace of the air's everlasting and paralytic state lies in contentment…”
The monotonous bird is as small as a rising sun yet as big as wisdom's peak, it lures the tune of liberation through the synapsis of genesis, in hopes to cure the currents' vexation, a child mystifies in a fainted voice, a dire moment in forgiveness, relishing and resonating with a bountiful presence of shadows encapsulating the avian of hope with a soundless concealment, begging for a response in this obsolete yet stale abolition...
"Can the ocean refuse the unsettlement of destiny within these arms of refuge?"
"Can the forest reconcile through the absence of a lost endeavor?"
"Can the sky reach abundance where it glimmers and aspires along the moon and the sun's inception?"
"Can freedom lay along the prairie of a harbor's sanctuary?"
The avian says: "An execration ventures beyond the bounds of understanding, and colluding dangers receive alleviation in the immediacy of an apparition's segmentation, the calling of distilled adherence ravishes within this alluvial immersion, recompenses the art of dwelling through these articulate correspondences, and evolution revolves across the atmosphere of concurrence, waiting for a persecuting voice that excludes accountably and rephrases a contingency, above the gazing fixture of an elusive intricacy… A repetitious advocacy that strikes with a vulnerable petition to suffice a trace that leads without a cause and strives in these commodious times… To evanesce a bygone period, reciprocates an entanglement… The imperative interaction withheld in the graveyard of suspension."
I sought the visionary of collapse, amidst the horror too astoundingly prominent… Encased in aromatic volatility, a force that reckoned in perseverance… The clear and white tailored station of solitude remarked the birth of a child's curse, impaled with a scar of humanity's benevolence in its chest, a havoc of serenity, with eyes of a cat's eerie perception, a worn and withered cloth portraying neglect in a body of starvation… The child cunningly stares into the stray light emerging within this box of ever-glowing memories that were once left behind, a picture detailing two figures that held a hollow rose in this forgotten mural. Morality detained this emotion of coalition… Raising my hands to reach through this forgotten speech, it foreshadows a subjective illusion throughout the disarray of misfortune… A fateful encounter was polishing the arrival of a continuity… As wholesome as the birth of a white rose depicted in prominence.
The curse situates, proverbially, in profound meditation… Remembering vaguely, listening closely, and waiting patiently… As the preying embodiments were filtered and cohesively merged across this existential paradox… The resemblant mirror, methodically transposed the unapparent, restlessly… The echoing sound transmuted reconciliation, to foresight the cries of a thousand yet haunting deaths…
“A fateful encounter emerges in the fallen masquerade, it prevents a double-sighted premonition situated in-between the fault of a rendering shadowcast… Familiarities laugh and dance in wicked composure, breaking the symphony in retention…”
The child, a curse… Victims of desolate ambiguities… The unnerving reach of its eternal disposition remarked the flaming tower in perversion… In a sable evening, dusk has tainted the sky with a superficial configuration, shaping the atmospheric distortion that lied in awareness, an immersive mist persecuted the converged luminescence with intricacy, awaiting the demeanor of falsification, the portrayed flames of this archaic tower glimpsed through the uncharted terra while the morrow flashes in remembrance… Roots of dire swayed in tension, as the wooden articulation laid in shambles, traversing through the waterfall of peculiarities, marked in a blissful eclipse, along the crooked tower… Frames shatter these burned lacerations and are shunned throughout the untamed horizon, a sight from which this child cries perpetually… Familiarities chase a sight of tragedy and beauty, it captivates the attention of an ember, when acknowledgement is a far discrepancy of this gray haven…
