On Fine's Alley.
The maze for my eyes.
Every plot, a twist per affection,
She's here!
...
The title is hissed
blasphemy unintended.
It's not that if it true.
This Divine theory 'tho'...
...
From our tie two
we rev heart i tools.
Twisted, at first, its easy
Late her, then
...
Pophoobloo
On Fine's Alley.
The maze for my eyes.
Every plot, a twist per affection,
She's here!
But wait, why the 'locke' of all?
Words still fail,
both angels with broken wings.
Hardventure of a lie-time.
Its carey, but I Got You.