Morning View

a loss of words on this morning of great deals a mood so sound that it feels my broken mind folding my impaired enralic the ma is soring above the everlasting manilic this making of this is quite modest 2 perfect emotions quar into each other deist 3 morning birds say i have won 4 moving trees stare at my path but can't trust not one 5 women cry from there hearts mend 6 mocking sticks with no end 7 dozen roses refuse too bend 8 reigning magician's stand for what is heartless 9 transing meaningless people forget there purpose 10 watching mar dons spiting there fatherhood 11 working men salvage there manhood 12 dancing fool make there point 1 man sits here without his words where could THEY possibly be herd