WINE AND GATES
art does remind to kiss when spoken to
below the dotted line
we find the found in their airs to scrounge
this history is sublime, they say, as if to outwardly whine
the take on the days introduction will cost you a pout
we look and we see
the riches we thought a better part of me
come and get it they remind, as if to be
this reach for a pen is going to cost you a reason
they look, and we deem the could
but in the roses and thistleseeds we crave, we find only a burden
they have the oracle of should
we can be the greatest perusal ofthe cause yet, give bitter for wording
give a bell the chance of a lifetime
and the dark circles you call a waste, will be aced
by the right of jaded things yet to come, like a bidding try
for the rest of the story blessed
epitaph: to a jaundiced lucre set high in mind, but low in stills of the heart
were you a grand design, left to your devices for a better start
the wind knows it well, like a flower that comes o the end of the road, to start
a journey to selection of the world, with a stand for fire, and a glance for art
we find the found in their airs to scrounge
this history is sublime, they say, as if to outwardly whine
the take on the days introduction will cost you a pout
we look and we see
the riches we thought a better part of me
come and get it they remind, as if to be
this reach for a pen is going to cost you a reason
they look, and we deem the could
but in the roses and thistleseeds we crave, we find only a burden
they have the oracle of should
we can be the greatest perusal ofthe cause yet, give bitter for wording
give a bell the chance of a lifetime
and the dark circles you call a waste, will be aced
by the right of jaded things yet to come, like a bidding try
for the rest of the story blessed
epitaph: to a jaundiced lucre set high in mind, but low in stills of the heart
were you a grand design, left to your devices for a better start
the wind knows it well, like a flower that comes o the end of the road, to start
a journey to selection of the world, with a stand for fire, and a glance for art
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art does remind to kiss when spoken to
art does remind to kiss when spoken to
