A Promise! - Poem by Vishz Embassy
Whelms the helm of a lonely elm
Margins the isometric rings, of
haunted marijuana and flaunted
saint Guana. His nostalgic version,
Horny, porny and corny. Moron!
I summarized what the problem could be
instinct of instigated ingestions
iridium motel wires, eventual
made the difference. The wastes had flown
a radioactive congestion, what happened to you?
Is this all our friendship about?
you feel like taking my point of angst
was so much your choice,
clouds getting darker turns you grey
yet a choice not to make, rendered in me your pale, you are pale!
John dale raises with luscious coupled Satan
the man who got in swirls the vengeance
this epitome doesn't really mean much, for you.
And remember, it means not a shit only
cause you don't give a shit; you don't give a shit to me.
Of one thousand times me and my friend spoke
a digit unveiling the whole, had the core sworn you.
I walk and walk, over and over, to see you smile.
Your smile makes my day, makes me want you even more.
I love my life, you being it.
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