WINE AND GATES
Praying Dr. Jail And Mystery Hill...
thought in the bluff
the wink of a worldly song
has hashed hours of the honour, to house a guff
made a deliberate wrong...?
cards and hat shops
for a memory in living whiles, cunning for a since
is what we feel, the might of a new loves
that has a prayer for a predator in the phrase of a prince
stuck in the mud, murder is a nick in time
the requiem of soft ideas and the marvel of life to come
in pride, is the mar of har we attest to far, a rhyme
that knows the region of reason to be, home
worth your face in the mirror...
worth the place of indigency to save the mild...
worth poor finds in the liberty we suggest is fear...
worth the cough of justice in the pace of the wild...
smile at a cherry
the life of common disgust, has become a fig in the rust
look upon the breath of each his peach in the fact of merry
such a simple request, to think the dread a question of must
the wink of a worldly song
has hashed hours of the honour, to house a guff
made a deliberate wrong...?
cards and hat shops
for a memory in living whiles, cunning for a since
is what we feel, the might of a new loves
that has a prayer for a predator in the phrase of a prince
stuck in the mud, murder is a nick in time
the requiem of soft ideas and the marvel of life to come
in pride, is the mar of har we attest to far, a rhyme
that knows the region of reason to be, home
worth your face in the mirror...
worth the place of indigency to save the mild...
worth poor finds in the liberty we suggest is fear...
worth the cough of justice in the pace of the wild...
smile at a cherry
the life of common disgust, has become a fig in the rust
look upon the breath of each his peach in the fact of merry
such a simple request, to think the dread a question of must
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Praying Dr. Jail And Mystery Hill...
Praying Dr. Jail And Mystery Hill...
