Inspirations

Your gay perspirations pose as my inspirations To love and to hold you; for our friendship is true The mountain top will shine brightly forever As my brotherly love will not stop. No not ever. As my love keeps on truing, the rage starts its brewing Once you were taken my heart started breakin'. Like the birds flying northbound I can't believe you are gone. So now I'm alone here, our parents last spawn. So, die crayon makers. Die a death of pain. For no longer can my pain refrain. Oh: you Chinese maker of coloring joy Why manufacture that poisonous toy?