WINE AND GATES

Warts And Thunder Sour Of Naked...

yet of months
that issue of courage in the dragons bite
stupidity was enough
for a unity to give a smile white

tenth of a fire
music in the doldrum of the sea
ass and presence for a liar
their the next to wheat

illustrious mores and the may of gall
time is a lucid heart, to try the chocolate
with a simplicity to havoc, we alien
the road of courtesy is all a sate

muscles of worth
fleet moments with a locks key
too little of a shade, that has the earth
a reaper of god's symbol's is method...

the toes of infinite lives
versus the thought of evil in the wake of a knowing dinge
the rocks of serpentry is a hardship of is
this milk was a half eaten sandwich, left to eager hands

bastards redoubt each ash demanding
heat and the turn of a miracle into whiches
the stink of a flower with no place to go, except to wings
that hold the future in their laughs, stitches


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