WINE AND GATES
Like A Buzzing Reason, Adore The Hope
seek the north
think the pout of worth
the laughing hide of birth
is becoming the earth
was God the tabernacle of certainty?
the touch of light and the comfort of sincerity
is alike the night, of frugality?
the pyres of seclusion to where, is here the naked...
reason in the rainbow of guards
the fact is a welcome thing of seriousness
the lip and the sight of an eye hardens
and the grace it took to live in the south
tiny bites on the forehead
we suggest ink in a foreign tongue...
the irony of succor is with a wind, this idea bled
the right to rarities of odd and livid ilk's was
the tired lids of a gaiety
that have the nature of sour grapes for a swim
this is the rational of sweet anxiety
do you know the courage of can, for a piety that kin
seduction of a hair
the salt it took to live in the wastes of fear
have the candor of select care
this water is a mission to heed, that kept the heathen of weird
shame
and the purpose of means to sanity
the point is to see a poise tamed
the service to an ideal, is yours for a vanity
think the pout of worth
the laughing hide of birth
is becoming the earth
was God the tabernacle of certainty?
the touch of light and the comfort of sincerity
is alike the night, of frugality?
the pyres of seclusion to where, is here the naked...
reason in the rainbow of guards
the fact is a welcome thing of seriousness
the lip and the sight of an eye hardens
and the grace it took to live in the south
tiny bites on the forehead
we suggest ink in a foreign tongue...
the irony of succor is with a wind, this idea bled
the right to rarities of odd and livid ilk's was
the tired lids of a gaiety
that have the nature of sour grapes for a swim
this is the rational of sweet anxiety
do you know the courage of can, for a piety that kin
seduction of a hair
the salt it took to live in the wastes of fear
have the candor of select care
this water is a mission to heed, that kept the heathen of weird
shame
and the purpose of means to sanity
the point is to see a poise tamed
the service to an ideal, is yours for a vanity
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Like A Buzzing Reason, Adore The Hope
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