WINE AND GATES
Nemesis, the point in the reign
clashed within opinion
the turn of reason into sensation
with your bitter dollar, skin
is a host to love, like we were, the very thought of agony
but my gum is a stronger cloud than your puny laundry
thank you, Mr. Whitesmoke, and the cherry of hope
the passion it took, to know the reach of a silly quandry
was an oriental finger a wall on cope?
the risks are many, including the doubt of rational neglect and need
for an angry stipulation of judgment for a massive can
the rash will have their longing for gnash and the curiosity of heed
but the sink of feelings into the laugh of necessity was mine, also ran
the weakened sincerity of common enough glue
the tripe of such is a marshmallow, the future in history due
the finality of questions for the pride of a heathen who
the scare of fingers in the foreign of pace, have you an answered God:
this is the rhyme of sons in the shade of a new swallow of courage
this is the rage of common consciences that know the bless of time
this is the courtesy of cases of final like and dislike made a wage
this is the care of victory over a molested edge, think us a pining...
as the city morgues doors finally close, the wish of fruition is on everyone's lips
then, the total of life was a hat of creations that come to those that know the pipe
of current sands of trying the passion of call in the sway of hips
that old lemon, do you know the race of merit to end, this side of a typed...
mint and honey in the lip, of a dragon
soldiers of vague gains of reason, on the outskirts of anarchy
if and when, the doldrum of sex is a labour of love, each his raging...
perhaps a mystery of tin on the behalf of life is a sea
the turn of reason into sensation
with your bitter dollar, skin
is a host to love, like we were, the very thought of agony
but my gum is a stronger cloud than your puny laundry
thank you, Mr. Whitesmoke, and the cherry of hope
the passion it took, to know the reach of a silly quandry
was an oriental finger a wall on cope?
the risks are many, including the doubt of rational neglect and need
for an angry stipulation of judgment for a massive can
the rash will have their longing for gnash and the curiosity of heed
but the sink of feelings into the laugh of necessity was mine, also ran
the weakened sincerity of common enough glue
the tripe of such is a marshmallow, the future in history due
the finality of questions for the pride of a heathen who
the scare of fingers in the foreign of pace, have you an answered God:
this is the rhyme of sons in the shade of a new swallow of courage
this is the rage of common consciences that know the bless of time
this is the courtesy of cases of final like and dislike made a wage
this is the care of victory over a molested edge, think us a pining...
as the city morgues doors finally close, the wish of fruition is on everyone's lips
then, the total of life was a hat of creations that come to those that know the pipe
of current sands of trying the passion of call in the sway of hips
that old lemon, do you know the race of merit to end, this side of a typed...
mint and honey in the lip, of a dragon
soldiers of vague gains of reason, on the outskirts of anarchy
if and when, the doldrum of sex is a labour of love, each his raging...
perhaps a mystery of tin on the behalf of life is a sea
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Nemesis, the point in the reign
Nemesis, the point in the reign