WINE AND GATES
Pushing Up Daisies That Angel's Remember
proud until touched
the vibration of the world is alive
the tooth of merit, in consciences of love
is history here to know who you are, a sense to give
the season of a burden to know
the languor we instill, is around the count
of mete to quell the nerve of how
tis the question of a liberty in the south
she's of tree's
he's of paces
the think of miracles in the gift of knees
we have also heard the rhyme of pretty faces
brace for the comment of a needful nose
the rigidness of courage has a limit to its ear
hair is a quiet place for nuance in the dwelling, of yous
we seek the thought of calm, to gather the flowers of fear
now is the time, for a song on the lip
craven is the suggestion of wishes in the care of shadows
around is the qualm of versions of guile to whit
saving is the mercy of common enough passion to owe
the ink of a signature for more as such
we stay the bright eyes of honor in the lore of a peace
that much we have, in interest for the smile of much
with but a kiss, we know the sense of least
the vibration of the world is alive
the tooth of merit, in consciences of love
is history here to know who you are, a sense to give
the season of a burden to know
the languor we instill, is around the count
of mete to quell the nerve of how
tis the question of a liberty in the south
she's of tree's
he's of paces
the think of miracles in the gift of knees
we have also heard the rhyme of pretty faces
brace for the comment of a needful nose
the rigidness of courage has a limit to its ear
hair is a quiet place for nuance in the dwelling, of yous
we seek the thought of calm, to gather the flowers of fear
now is the time, for a song on the lip
craven is the suggestion of wishes in the care of shadows
around is the qualm of versions of guile to whit
saving is the mercy of common enough passion to owe
the ink of a signature for more as such
we stay the bright eyes of honor in the lore of a peace
that much we have, in interest for the smile of much
with but a kiss, we know the sense of least
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Pushing Up Daisies That Angel`s Remember
Pushing Up Daisies That Angel`s Remember
