Ciao.

[ABe©eDarian]

Cheers, berated.
Tears, we paid it.
Periodic peer we made it.
Please believe, alleviate it.
Compatibility deviated.
The compatibly appreciative being appreciated.
The compatible appreciated being appreciated.
Had some cheese, at least we ate it.
Not a feast to be depreciated.
Actually abbreviated.
Apostrophe sneezy traded.
And try to treat me Baby.
It’s how to treat behavior,
and form a treaty with me.
The treats you get, the treats you give me.
It’’s livity and lividity with me.
I’m free as you get and I get what you get free.
You get this with me pretty nifty.
For a sip you get this 50/50.
I wanna get you get me.
A little drip, a little nifty.
In the middle drifty.
The fiddle gets my fingers trippy.
I’d linger with you lingered with me.
Why this lingo hinder with me?
Want some dinner thrifty?
Tickles giggly.
Let’s not get shifty.
Quickly.
But can not take my pickle and pickle me.
I’ve been so crippled fickle, get me?
Ya know ya gotta kick me.
Picky.
What I wonder, what’s so icky.
Listen Chicky.
I’m lonely, but you only got a chick key,
and you can’t stick me.
Sticky.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

It’s the way I work,
the way I play,
and make things better anyway.
How much do I pay the penny
for how much the penny pays.
Plenty did it plenty ways,
now let me play.
Gotta go away and drain.
Gotta replenish on a reprieve
gotta believe in an easier brain.
I only made it rain,
on a parade not in lane.
Really likened it to chains,
so flames truly do me better than pain.
My feathers felt my frame.
Who else too came?
I felt new tools and felt new games,
and none of them worked.
What the hell is a name?
Buzz words that are totally berserk.
Sure in a shirt over dirt.
So what about that flirt?
All hurt alert, and would like to revert.
All kinds of reverberating worsts,
and that’s a curse.
I never wanted a ride in a purse,
if my ride in a hearse gives them perks.
So it’s everything you heard,
and then me 1st.
I bet you say that to all to make it all easier.
Making a call for the cheesier.
Careful with that sneezier.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

If they don’t.
If they don’t know.
If they don’t know who they get,
who they have,
who they are.
Who they screw, who they scar.
Let them grow back to the stars
after not getting very far.
They’re something.
They’re some things.
There’s some things we barely are.
Care about me bizarre.
Care about my business jar.
What is this bar?
Stepping over afar.
Stepping over by far and won’t have a cigar.
It’s a boy.
Just enjoy.
Yar.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

A whole
A hole.
A whole who?
A bull.
Able.
Able to.
I want to be able to.
But will I have enabled you too?
What did the table do?
What did I do for the table view?
What did I do for the table of food?
I love food, I love you.
I don’t want you shopping for me,
or want to be shopping for you.
We should do the shopping in 4 shoes.
Fortunate few.
A fortune for all, fortunate news.
Won’t you give me fortunateness too?
Love a portion that loves up you.
We know the below and the above cup too.
Yup, I do.
Was just a pup, and just inside you.
Now a big cat can’t ride you.
While riding me, what you think of that chew?
See? Actually glue.
Kinda lucky, kinda tacky, find a clue.
I don’t want to fu©k you and have you threw.
I don’t want to fu©k you and have excuses.
I know what abuse is. Overdo.
Overdue, and I’m sober too.
Extra sober, extra used.
The best extra juices, extra ooh.
And what does all the extra do?
I guess you had guesswork to do.
And the next word is snoozed.
Somedays in some ways it’s best to be used.
I’d like to see you ooze.
A key to who actually puts feet in the boots.
But actually atchoo.
It had to be inside and it had to be tattooed.
The flamed match blew out.
The same match knew doubt.
Bad too.
Then good also, it’s all so sad, grew.
And that’s what happened to you.
Keeps grabbing at me too.
You have to have a cutey after you.
Keep going.
Keep going slow for faster dudes.
Master who?
Dr. Dolittle, bastard, boo!
I’m not an actor, I can only act a fool.
Lonely laster blue.
The flame blew out, the game blamed the screw
in the angel zoo.
Tangles mangled in the spew.
Thus stew. Thus brew.
I’m a man, now can I trust you?
Can I trust you in my custody?
Or have you busted me and I’m through?
High. Why it isn’t my crew.
How do you like you?
Like me I cue.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

A door that gets too loud for you.
More correct than allowed to do.
Tell me I can’t do it aloud with you.
Humanly proud into.
If you want it out already then was I ever in?
Would we ever get forevering?
If you’re clever, sing.
Or place a bet on better rings.
Or better yet don’t bet on things.
To my bed I bring.
Don’t know why it’d be a deader thing.
To the lettering,
or the gayest playlist of David Letterman.
Love favorite feather fling.
I want your measuring.
Already treasuring, and won’t stop.
Whether it will or won’t pop.
I know I don’t drop from the top
in any way other than some for slop.
Can we be comfortable with cops?
I’m a hunter for the hop.
A country under a shop.
What’s to buy from thunder rocks?
I wonder ‘bout the shocks.
Lightening is known to have locks.
I’m glad you block.
I know I’m right but not mad you’re not.
But will you have my talk?
Got something to say, just grab the chalk.
The dusty torture we don’t have to swap.
And if it will please me won’t have to walk.
You can have about half the crop.
And please laugh about the snots.
Don’t want to make you cry a lot.
That’s why I’m not.
Goodbye, it’s hot.
I still didn’t leave so I guess not.
Another hi in stock.
If I’m not dying I’m trying my cock.
A doodle with a stalk.
I noodle and I knock.
Can I have my swat?
Off with my head, then on, high watts.
Turn my light real low and grab my pot.
I don’t smoke it anymore in the matchbook flock.
And that hook a clock?
The wisher fishing on the dock.
When I wanna let a girl just let herself talk.
And let me have that too for my dot.
My dotted eyes sought.
So sorry ‘bout the slaughter, the lottery’s not.
Don’t gamble now and copy me and be caught.
What a man we thought, blood clot.
A tub of naughty, cup of why I fought.
My hobby is your job.
My body got robbed.
Pay it forward to me and get your dog.
Don’t hit your frog,
or it hops away in fog.
I even think we can feed a hog.
And on my break I’ll take a jog.
A Jamaica jock. Bacon bought.
Are you taking my thoughts?
Please stay with going away being stopped.
Freedom boss won’t have freedom crossed,
or freedom sauce is freedom to be lost.
Believe I’d even up the cost getting tossed.
No stick in the frost with exhaust.
Just the gift of paws.
Can we please have a Christmas cause?
Even do the Christmas claws. See the laws.
Always was.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

Sugar fix fast to already have
doesn’t work as well as this pie.
Would her sickness have to have a ring
just to ring the bell of this guy?
A ring just fell off this guy.
In fact the ring just died.
In need of a reincarnation ride.
This is our nation hide.
I’m so patient pride.
A waiting bride.
Can’t we hate in stride?
It’s really all love for the dating tried.
What is the rating fried?
Shied away from wide open hoping for lies.
I’m in motion to guide.
It’s just to want your size.
Watch your slide.
If I grow to haunt your spies,
just honk on your glide.
Why would I know how to go so low
if I only wanted highs?
This is my time.
What a time for crime.
What’s the timed out rhyme?
Can I have a dime?
Can I half a dime?
Can I find half of mine?
Can I laugh at slime?
Green grime.
You can’t do that on televines.
All for the hell of shine.
Elephants and elefines.
Hellophones and hellatrying.
What would I tell if I could only smell design?
Fell as what’s up and fell behind.
For some a cup of brine.
1 guy with ink on the incline to 9,
but I think we wanna dine.
That could align with a bottle of wine.
The throttle entwined.
I know that I got fastballs from my spine,
but I may just want to coddle your kind.
Waddle in my shrine.
Don’t drive drunk and then wobble on the line.
We’re a 10 but I’m a 9.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

There’s more to get from me,
cause I give more.
If it all gets diminished then it will get poor.
Got her the watery.
The shit that will make me piss more.
If I slaughtered the lottery will it get sore?
Into the pit, into the core.
Win the fluid food and door.
What I have my duty for.
Do you see choosey chores?
Excuse me, score.
Do you see soaring, the juicy floor.
Through the hoops in our boots we swore.
Oopsy four and use me in the drawer.
You see me, adore. A doozy in the store.
Again win the pour.
Fill up 2 of yours in the war.
And I’m it, I’m spitting spores.
For the hell of it we decorate the décor.
And please just feel my dick more.
For sure, explore.
Ain’t that the best galore?
Gal, you are restored.
Let’s rest more.
Yes, yours.
Never meant for a mentor.
Sent forward to wash ashore.
Will a message in a bottle get deplored?
It’s the lord.
Live by the sword, die by the sword, with awards.
This is yours.
Just let me do the roar.
Adjust it more for s’mores, like chores.
I would never bite you or use force.
Let us go with no remorse, with a horse.
Of course.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

Bastard rate.
Did I ask you late?
Blooming humans to emasculate.
More like an immaculate menace.
Only devalues it.
The pen is.
What a 10 is.
Ejaculate.
Sack.
Tax.
Facts.
Cats.
The highest right.
Natch.
I have life.
Catch.
Life had her.
She had her life.
What matters.
Some factors.
Cadaver.
Some would rather suck on a ladder.
A cuck on the crapper.
Luck scattered.
Butt disaster.
Some crackers.
Bucks for the fu©k wrapper.
Nutcracker.
Gift list.
Christmas killer, Chapter 8.
Faster pace.
Masturbate.
Laughter late.
Half her waste.
Afterskin, aftertaste.
Forcing.
Beforeskin.
Dad’s dick.
Sir don’t come in your size.
That’s it.
Magic.
Tragic.
Had it.
Admit.
Pit.
Doesn’t fit.
Tits.
Here comes the pitch.
Glitch.
Bitch.
This?
Fish.
Which kind of rich.
Witch.
Poor.
Your own cores.
Those are yours.
Roar.
My own.
Don’t.
Already got to.
Won’t.
Already got you.
Don’t want.
Don’t want to.
Don’t want to have.
Don’t want to have gave to a grave cause I gave to a womb.
Raiders of a tomb.
It would be a beautiful bloom,
if it had room.
Bathroom, chatroom, vacuum.
Guess I have the tattoo of a bad groom.
All I had, boom.
When some wrong
is actually a good where it doesn’t belong.
Wasn’t buzzing to the song.
Nothing makes it right for what’s left
to have a theft of it’s dawn.
The rest of the best and then it’s gone.
Things are only automatic for an automaton.
Wings of lonely magic saw to draw upon.
Chronic chronologicals upon the spawn.
Another consequence for senses strong.
Another pent up mentioning of a bomb,
yet need the seeds of lovers calm.
Oh Brother, another Mom.
Pawn of lowest value or know this song.
Save the made up paper that I wrote this on.
You know this traumatic and long for comic con.
Both remote controls pause deposits wrong.
Suppose you know the topics of the honesty non.
Mow the lawn noticing the gong,
taking the aim at James Bong.
That is my response, I’d rather be beyond.
Guess some rather see me conned.
All too teeny for a seedy wand.
They don’t deserve a swan.
I’ll just have a word with John.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

Better resolve.
If forever, then it’s solved.
Puzzle pieces, muzzle evolved.
Dance with the answers, love all the calls.
Take a chance or run from the falls.
The sum of something within walls.
Taking in some and giving it all.
Get out or get into living small.
Parents see the fittings
and apparently it fits into our balls.
Flower seeds of flowers tall.
Sour and see the powers stall.
Is that just the hour of the crawl?
If it’s ours why does it bawl?
We made a quieter haul,
yet required it all
on this wired up ball.
Tireless it goes wireless. Tylenol.
Tie-dyed the smiling owl.
For a while, for a howl.
Beautiful, but beatifoul.
Can’t it just be beautiful now?
A beautifowl.
Booty call but duty calls.
But booty should be duty’s all.
Rude if I give my cutey gall.
Gallstone, milestone, dial tone shall.
Just a pal.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

 

[ABe©eDarian]

The unattainable resolve.
If my brain will only evolve.
Tall lonely, small only.
Holy, someone to hold me on call.
Who paws gold and sold me?
Can I see my haul?
Claws, no icy crawl.
And too hot for a brawl.
Lukewarm sky walker squall,
splashing over a wall.
No one can be everlasting
in the gobstopper’s balls.
Don’t stop the gob at all.
And what a job that would be for jowls.
Can I buy a vowel and LoL?
What a man to maul.
Owe a fall.
WedDingus, although annulled.
Oh, the Kabul.
Cable TV honorable.
For robbing Peter I got her a Paul.
How appalling to Tom, Dick, and Harry.
Wow, apples.
Have half a cow.
A calf, laugh, ciao.
A bath, a bow.
I’d ask you then, I’d ask you now.
And I can ask you how.
How I can avow.
Hey, aloud.
All in, all out. Fall back to doubt.
What’s it about if not facts to chow?
Food for thought you got.
A penny for a pound.
A dog bound.
A frog on the ground.
Can’t hop away and fly,
can only hop away allowed.
Amount.
I’m in, I’m out. I’m found.
Can I please leave your town,
with laughter after shouting?
I had her counting.
A ladder grounded on the ground.
Person, place, or thing.
Stepping over nouns.
Sober up and sober down.
A boat or motor drowned.
A Dr. owned a clown.
No doctors owned a sound.
Astounding, plowed.
Is the bulldozer proud?
Clarify a doser in a cloud.
Answer is No to a crowd.
Shroud.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

I only ever want a minute,
and need more.
Feed me, see more.
Don’t want us to be poor,
or what is what we feed for?
Should not put the seeds from the core
into doubt outdoors.
Or in where they can’t be sure
of a roaring nature.
Smells like teen spirit in danger.
Home on the lone ranger.
Growing on a phone with a laser.
Hey Sir, it’s pay dirt.
No one to pee out our savior,
just to make what pays hurt.
No more just for being a mater.
You’ll have to be a waiter.
Half the tree for traitors.
I’m in it as a haver, not a taker.
Bake it in the maker.
A cake or pie, that’s how to fly,
with flavor.
It’s the gift I gave her.
Lift and get lifted braver.
Favorite flavor and behavior.
See what’s greater.
Has pity on you to calm you and cater.
Off and on you later.
The discombobulater and Mom’s potaters.
Going fast, the masturbator.
A lasting Christian Slater
never begins for a hater.
Por favor in a crater.
The door of a prayer.
Out the window about the mayor.
Doubt it where?
Found it, D.A.R.E.
None of the business in your underwear.
What a bummer, bare.
How much dumber to share
where it wouldn’t be fair?
Where it wouldn’t like the good in what shared.
Proof in the pudding by the pair.
Try to care.
Try to be bare, with hair.
What a gift in a snare, like a bear.
Again win a square.
With them the wind blows a scare.
Again go on the stairs.
A wandering, there.
On about an affair.
Current up there.
Yup, theirs.
A cup to spare.
Whose flair?
Whose flair about the flare?
No one compares.
I’m air.

 

[Pumpy]

to git made that (lemonade)
took more than a minute's aid

 

[ABe©eDarian]

If, on the quest,
I’ve given my all and my best,
and I fall just like the rest,
then I’m maybe too tall for this nest,
but too small as a guest.
I’m humanly too much or too much less.
Can’t do much more with the mess.
I gave down first,
and I’ll be who gives up next.
What is up with this making?
What is up with this wreck?
What is up with this creation
creating a bill paid with a check?
Creating people to be too ill via sex,
but still kill to start out blessed.
Hurts to be cursed by the art of the test.
Whatever works for the heart in the chest,
beating behind why we are dressed.
Must be faking if not nakedly impressed.
It’s breaking me or breaking me in
with the simplest complex.
And I didn’t come to flex.
Holy, I’m only the sum of my specs.
Spectacular spectacles inflect.
Infected neglectable respect.
Reading the need to eject.
Must be my defect.
I guess I need to need less.
And amongst so much greed I need to be seedless.
I need to be needless.
I guess it is my weakness,
to have the strength of no secrets.
Even in my sleep I’m sleepless.
But not dreamless.
Just please agree to green this.
The color of leafage.
Just queenless.
It certainly means I’m not a genius,
but we’ll keep that between us.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

I needed to be needed.
It needed to be said.
I needed to be treated to a bed.
Feet in and repeated,
never repeated and retreated after it spread.
Slower or faster,
I know that I asked her into my head.
I guess she fled.
Cheated and then dead.
I only needed to be fed.
Now I need to feed someone instead.
But will I still eat my own daily bread?
On the nails she said,
and that’s what I pled.
I bleed what I bled as I pledge,
from a high ledge.
If to know the ledge is knowledge,
is it the edge?
I guess I visit what’s alleged.
I guess it’s all a stretch.
One long minute to catch.
I threw up playing fetch.
Ketchup, catsup, cats up a fence.
The defensive take offense.
Take a break and make amends.
If my heart makes a start I’m the end.
I’d like to find out when,
but I’m behind again,
and I won’t blend.
It won’t end.
Don’t pretend
I won’t be a penny to spend.
How many is plenty for a trend?
Depends on the deep end
to keep what I intend.
A nice friend to the extent I can extend.
Recently a decent descent.
I guess it missed what I meant,
or didn’t want my real intent
which it made incensed.
Only gave what this meant.
A skin tent as equipment.
A witch to get enrichment so distant.
Some fish are sufficient.
Eggs in an instant.
Existence again.
My eyes, 9 lives, 10.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

Some things are too good to be true.
But other things are too true to not be good.
Ain’t got me like a copy would.
Poppy saw me,
and saw they tried to rob me
while being on top of me and what I could.
But have them on top of me I would.
To be glad to be honest and real as should.
Share the wood.
There’s barely stairs in the hood
or under one on the foot.
Too rare to know where to put.
I dare to care about the root.
Holding up, or kaput.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

 

[ABe©eDarian]

I don’t know where mine is but it’s not here.
I’m too unsettled,
too hurt,
too in need of what’s unavailable to me without being in a complete exodus.
I guess it likes to try to get the best of us,
and only gets us inert.
And into that who is a winner?
I think I’d like better sleep and dinner.
Too much to offer as a giver
to have this happen to my liver.
But running out of time, gotta live quicker.
At your worst or at your best,
or undressed in the 1st place.
Guessing about the birthplace.
More for the thirst’s taste.
Watching most certainly go to waste.
Hurting me more than my face.
On pace on a book. Calm.
Try to have grace and good looks at dawn.
I try to give more to the cooks than the crooks,
minus whatever some so clever took that’s gone.
Looks better than a rap song.
Didn’t go fast or last long.
That strong.

 

[ABe©eDarian]

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[ABe©eDarian]

Lonely love of grief.
I love so I grieve.
Now I can only love what’s here to give relief.
But I can’t love for that relief
because I need relief.
Too much given free to a thief.
I’m the host but they’re the most and I’m the least.
See the mark but never find the beast.
The root can never nevermind the leaf
so it has to leave.
Nothing too bad up my sleeve,
I just need more ease.
I’d adore a door to the breeze.
On this floor I just freeze.
I want some more, I say please,
but I guess I’m poor but need your holes in my cheese.
Swissing in my skull but missing my soul, oh jeez.
Guess you wanted my dick to make snow for your flow of sneeze,
while loving to blow up the bees.
No. No cup of these.
I’ll go and throw up the keys.
My guesswork to grow up with no squeeze.
What is it for, all war and no peace?
And what do I owe to the feast
if I gave it no tease?
If I’m made to save the thermometer
but ain’t getting saved in any degrees?
Was happy to if I could,
but I couldn’t.
I put my wood in when shouldn’t.
I wanted mercy, not pity.
Hurt me so shitty for pudding.
Why did I put in?
Didn’t do good to put good in.
Then didn’t do good to be bad,
and again back to good like you had.
I didn’t make the mistake
of faking with you,
then fight the fight to be a dad.
I’m just a sun,
when I set I’m glad.
Couldn’t come up and put a thumb up,
but congrats.
I still want to give the best of what I had,
but the word had is past tense
while the intent is still mad.
Can’t even pay the rent at my pad.
Maybe dying gradually is the graduation
into alive again as a lad.