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.
