𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐲
Lining lies but sugarcoated
Hearing shouts from floating boat
While I was gone, an hour defeated
Living fine with crashing throat.
Who's this fool that starts to go?
Creating steps of running blow
Me who saw distorted—oh!
Made after guns had shot a show.
Before the time become a dust,
I hardly bounded with all the clues
It took my death to waste a trust
Tired and taken up to choose.
Let me be this stupid harsh deceived —
By something I couldn't hold to keep
I may be an enemy of every beast,
But I could be a piece of friendly bitch.
@inbluence