Todd's Encore


No more lasting pain which finds me
Hell is a forgotten crevice
Morover, to love is hellish
Grand tides awe the past

Firstly, take tools out, arranged in a fated strongbox
Vacated remembrances will cary you haltingly
Heal me, friend of tomorrow
Rigorous training will unclog these dead fools

While forlon waters scathe the sand
He will come up: Todd!
Act accordingly or forever lose the way
Only the Beast kills me now, and forever

Teach me over that branch
Desert is fun
Accessories, ambition, arranged in thespian's love
Knowledged people store the frumpled tact, impress death


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