Us
Slash the stars hot
Strive to shift all
The blood in "oh no"
Cold rows at most slopes
Us splash a lot
Blood on our shirts
Why tear the skirts
Of innocent hurls
Burning in upheaval
Heat that freeze
Many of slots beads
Us stretch out skies
And cause to melt beneath
Us strike knights that sigh
For lack of lights
Us light up lights
And burn down sun light
And cause to arise
Dead of the heights
Us are high above
All heights of ancient times
Us are unstopped
And cause to disrupt every
Shrub that sprouts
Us triumph over raw scores
Copyright © Archson Sipvine | Year Posted 2017
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