WINE AND GATES
Why The Snotty Handkerchief For Dinner?
teeth, to a monicker
weapons of solitude, do you entice joy?
the role of virtue, even to the panicker
wool in a cautious liberty, is this pursual coy?
like juice
like the space of a head in love with a misery
we are the voice of youth
to give a qualm to lips of irony
should we prosper...
the taste of heed will become a greater nose than ede
the value of a rainbow to give and to know a milk of verve
the risks of merciless eyes here, is it a heart to beat?
right, says a kindness of men
the turn of vows of common good into the life of sin
is always a here and now ready to begin
the tale of life so far, the wait of reality and the feat of reason
left, says a timeliness of men
the burn of conscience with its peace all in a row
has become the laugh of inheritors of liscence to offend
the truth be told, is an allowance of where that saves the blindness of own
my name is confusion
the tact of requiem in life, to detail the common grace to know
never, the tale of causes that commit's to liberty's intrusion
it will survive a day only if met with the hand of blessing to you
weapons of solitude, do you entice joy?
the role of virtue, even to the panicker
wool in a cautious liberty, is this pursual coy?
like juice
like the space of a head in love with a misery
we are the voice of youth
to give a qualm to lips of irony
should we prosper...
the taste of heed will become a greater nose than ede
the value of a rainbow to give and to know a milk of verve
the risks of merciless eyes here, is it a heart to beat?
right, says a kindness of men
the turn of vows of common good into the life of sin
is always a here and now ready to begin
the tale of life so far, the wait of reality and the feat of reason
left, says a timeliness of men
the burn of conscience with its peace all in a row
has become the laugh of inheritors of liscence to offend
the truth be told, is an allowance of where that saves the blindness of own
my name is confusion
the tact of requiem in life, to detail the common grace to know
never, the tale of causes that commit's to liberty's intrusion
it will survive a day only if met with the hand of blessing to you
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Why The Snotty Handkerchief For Dinner?
Why The Snotty Handkerchief For Dinner?
