StanokLee

Only one ocean to reach like to make a step over little puddle... Reach to the sky on ultrasonic skies... Riddle to ruddle the nice eyes!

Void in me is swampin u, Void in u is strangle me Time to make a warp of body To shake destiny glee. Whre is ur soul? My spirit has gone. Ur eyes in night glow, Tube of tech-indians done Ride up ur nerve-system Bike slow my gyrus of brain Take down ur face mem In my dreamin lain.... Cause Im guru of chip! This piece of shtick, The fragments of rose, dahlia & chrysanthemum: Talkin to my Mona Liza Sferum. Mefisto ridin on the floor Faustiche rock is bangin Im prophet of the next two-timin glory or false of human being Go on ur way but takin u on the Gedenshtrom's bay, To mark the India map of Marco Polo. Dont avoid void of my voidoid! But

{[Mysteric girl...] Appeared from Venus! [Fan herself with semicircle,] like graceful lotus. [Makin Rajahs penetrate me.] Your charming feels like LSD [Her eyes like rare amber...] Reflection enter your chamber. [You can split your destiny.]} Dead poetry... {[...][...]} - I can read separately from the text

Like Missy u in my destiny Go further like a stunny Erection of the sky I live in life of love with u I want to ride ur link to u I rather give a ring for u Than miss of u Go for u, fight for u, softly bite ur pretty white neck Back lack wthout ur moon eyes crack in my heart rack Love u, babe, my Kitten Cobra Cat