WINE AND GATES
simplicity begs an audience
city of shoes
the which in the blues
suede to correct the notion of whose
by the time, we steal the could
fickle
the part of poise to admit
the riches of a death's sickle
we tell the world to give lip
a patient plant
sick of doom and the rights to gloom
will surmise a gain of oddity, hand to hand
we reason, the courage of who'm
but do angels panic when we shame the not?
the regret of vinegar and lips of steel
have the edict of a sated dread to their ought
been and deem the stride of a city to heal
was cancer the hate of the day?
by the time of life , lime, and a limerick of deed
we are all a copious say
of the question of time that begs to be...
the charisma of do
likened to the sun, before the mercy of the sky
we detail the rashness of remembering the who ...
but a pie on the wink of chastity is in the kitchen ...
meaning the rust...
a question to mother nature?
where is your child a pie in thus?
answer ... fury is the cure to fury
the which in the blues
suede to correct the notion of whose
by the time, we steal the could
fickle
the part of poise to admit
the riches of a death's sickle
we tell the world to give lip
a patient plant
sick of doom and the rights to gloom
will surmise a gain of oddity, hand to hand
we reason, the courage of who'm
but do angels panic when we shame the not?
the regret of vinegar and lips of steel
have the edict of a sated dread to their ought
been and deem the stride of a city to heal
was cancer the hate of the day?
by the time of life , lime, and a limerick of deed
we are all a copious say
of the question of time that begs to be...
the charisma of do
likened to the sun, before the mercy of the sky
we detail the rashness of remembering the who ...
but a pie on the wink of chastity is in the kitchen ...
meaning the rust...
a question to mother nature?
where is your child a pie in thus?
answer ... fury is the cure to fury
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simplicity begs an audience
simplicity begs an audience
