WINE AND GATES
Silly something's imagine the burp
ears to swell
my name in the fickle night
is sound to dwell
the heed of cold smiles in the right
form and home, the tooth to sweeten
the reach of commit, in my evil heart
the poise of questions for the heat, then
is a smell of oppurtunity to give, for work
time in the bells of challenge
rhyme in the care of a loved one
wine in the miracle of loves knowledge
kind in the face of a beginning's dragon
a root beer ocean
with ice cream and a side of cake
the cool sides of reason in my skin
the turn of meager into a song to make...
my name in the fickle night
is sound to dwell
the heed of cold smiles in the right
form and home, the tooth to sweeten
the reach of commit, in my evil heart
the poise of questions for the heat, then
is a smell of oppurtunity to give, for work
time in the bells of challenge
rhyme in the care of a loved one
wine in the miracle of loves knowledge
kind in the face of a beginning's dragon
a root beer ocean
with ice cream and a side of cake
the cool sides of reason in my skin
the turn of meager into a song to make...
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Silly something`s imagine the burp
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