WINE AND GATES
Rainbow Argued, Rainbow Feud: Rain Again?
red raspberry
the thought of guilty pleasures
the rice in the hold of a marriage
the watch of a tower that knows many treasures
the time of our lives
the where with all, of furious questions to a fault
parents of courage to correct a muse of sides
the honor of answers to a survived but knowing wall
of a simplicity in the motion of arduous now
the pathway of milk and the silk of houses to kept anger
the rage of a fire in the west, to havoc is to bow
essence for a immediate mete of liberty to accuse the danger...
in love with a thumb, what are we?
a jewel of charisma
the truth to held for a better anarchy
the liberty of the form of a dilemma
what spies upon a dirty who'm, thinks the patience of passion is rued, and knows a hip thanks?
and answer the mouth of charisma with a blossomed rose
the flavor of sincerity is here to wish with known lips to ask
is the kiss of an uncertain beauty in the duty of woes...
would you like another?
the tale is not over...
the tradition of families is meant to consider other
ways to feed the problem of a lover
that reach for heaven, the save of religion on our tongues
that breath of a kind more in the zealousy of wan
that dread of callous moments with a tart form to beyond
that lead to conscience in the fold of demand for eyes that won...
the thought of guilty pleasures
the rice in the hold of a marriage
the watch of a tower that knows many treasures
the time of our lives
the where with all, of furious questions to a fault
parents of courage to correct a muse of sides
the honor of answers to a survived but knowing wall
of a simplicity in the motion of arduous now
the pathway of milk and the silk of houses to kept anger
the rage of a fire in the west, to havoc is to bow
essence for a immediate mete of liberty to accuse the danger...
in love with a thumb, what are we?
a jewel of charisma
the truth to held for a better anarchy
the liberty of the form of a dilemma
what spies upon a dirty who'm, thinks the patience of passion is rued, and knows a hip thanks?
and answer the mouth of charisma with a blossomed rose
the flavor of sincerity is here to wish with known lips to ask
is the kiss of an uncertain beauty in the duty of woes...
would you like another?
the tale is not over...
the tradition of families is meant to consider other
ways to feed the problem of a lover
that reach for heaven, the save of religion on our tongues
that breath of a kind more in the zealousy of wan
that dread of callous moments with a tart form to beyond
that lead to conscience in the fold of demand for eyes that won...
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Rainbow Argued, Rainbow Feud: Rain Again?
Rainbow Argued, Rainbow Feud: Rain Again?
