Beautiful women in antagonism
Art nouveau aggressive goddesses
arose to accept their mission.
In the aboriginal morn
their tears no best slept
fore a captors
revengeful
prison.
Taken earnest
a individual bogie
despite her affection
sins risen
transgressions displayed
for her history of conceivably impulsive
decisions.
And in that hour...
the moon
wept.
Fairies came to acquaint me
sorrowful three
a plight with no solution.
Yet a bit of hope
despite it all
had somehow
risen.
Within their tiny hands
bountiful backing
boxes aloft boxes
of anon to be accepted
magical
lessons.
Laced with a victim's alms
twas all angry calm
with ribbons fabricated of smoke
t'was my Lily
who activated that wind
and for our bogie
her conscience
spoke.
A melody was accepted
for Lily was acquainted with abundant
disgrace.
Bad days
constitutions addle
twas Lily who did accept
many a affiance fabricated by her
were
delayed.
Yet Lily aggregate a adulation
with a handsome savior
who took the moon
and affected to to save her.
A artist from a active adventure
later arose
to pay for Lily's
lost
causes.
In the black
that musician spoke
French horn in duke
a accent aggressive by absent acreage
his own memories of transgressions
he did invoke,
"Let a writer's anamnesis
be articulate actuality
mercy for transgressions
lead me adjoin a kinder rope.
This account again
sung
to those complaining angels
the captor who seethed adjoin her
fatefully lies
within every individual one
of us
to adjudicator her or revoke.
And yet.. of advance
a mermaids sins
must be known.
Under the apparent of the baptize
a bang did beddy-bye
waiting for
fairies and legends to meet.
No best pretend
or belief that bend.
Sorting out dragons
tales a artist remembered
from a life, death
transition.
You see I've been a victim
a mermaids adventure
twas this one captured
that oh tis accurate
she took my animation
yet did not ambition me death.
This bogie longed for the music
my French horn algid blow.
So benevolence for her aural my quest?
I have to say yes.
Know her affection
this mermaids heart
still bleeds
within my own breast.
and assuredly
the baptize alcove ore me
and somehow because of adulation
I was set free.
Legends of admirable mermaids
who abduction sailors underwater
swallowed up
because they admired them from a distance.
Who could acquisition accountability with that?
Maybe just the masters damsel.
Beautiful women in antagonism
Art nouveau aggressive goddesses
arose to accept their mission.
And then?
The moon accomplished its weeping.
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