We can speak ever freak

We can speak

Ever freak,

This strange world

Never told.

It’s night noir

Fall for fase,

Yong your or

Rouge spice space.

Are you old – 

You me told,

Rouge is root

Of time food.

Where’s a new,

It’s small few,

Root do down

In grain drown 

Who’s mind meal

This mind spot?

Freak is me,

You are not.

You said this 

Other kiss,

I’m, be free,

Not agree.

In feel peak

I’m not freak

For time root,

I’m new foot.