A caught gip of stolen time feeds a felted feat for five in a filtered feline

A caught gip of stolen time feeds a felted feat for five in a filtered feline

A treas trove robbed by the thief’s of a past reprisal, I balk in disbelief as this cave starts to crumble.

A treas trove robbed by the thief’s of a past reprisal, I balk in disbelief as this cave starts to crumble.

To find a path to truly resonate with

For all that is found down here is heartache and pain

To find a path to truly resonate with

For all that is found down here is heartache and pain

A butter to be, but jammed back to it’s cocoon, these jagged broken wings do batter to be!

A butter to be, but jammed back to it’s cocoon, these jagged broken wings do batter to be!

A stride to call, but not a line to find. A valiant warrior sought but not found. To gallop through the valley in utter distaste, lost all wheels to take the glide. What is a poor old lad  to do?

A stride to call, but not a line to find. A valiant warrior sought but not found. To gallop through the valley in utter distaste, lost all wheels to take the glide. What is a poor old lad to do?

Not even a sight of what is plastered in a stolen reel, a lump of coal twists and turns as attempted rescue of those I do care! Walls and concrete are all that are seen, a path to push for at least a lath of battered worth, these scapes of land do wonder the same.

Not even a sight of what is plastered in a stolen reel, a lump of coal twists and turns as attempted rescue of those I do care! Walls and concrete are all that are seen, a path to push for at least a lath of battered worth, these scapes of land do wonder the same.

A reliance of lost static warriors does scream for triumphant battle cries, but not a bit of sound is allowed in the programmed fail.

A reliance of lost static warriors does scream for triumphant battle cries, but not a bit of sound is allowed in the programmed fail.

A shadow of a fallen ent does wonder why the movement of time in a worthy line does not push the forest to help this poor tree bearer to honor.

A shadow of a fallen ent does wonder why the movement of time in a worthy line does not push the forest to help this poor tree bearer to honor.

The dusk settles as hampered the hill of a shambled beaked peck, fills the air with a shrill dusted book.

The dusk settles as hampered the hill of a shambled beaked peck, fills the air with a shrill dusted book.

To guide on a journey of the champs! But fought with the will of oversight in “streams” of deathly rays, what has happened to the foray of flit?

To guide on a journey of the champs! But fought with the will of oversight in “streams” of deathly rays, what has happened to the foray of flit?