WINE AND GATES
Suicide Ugly Guff And Roses Yet, Anarchy?
Anthony in the park
panic of a stoic eye
these are the fruits of our labor, work
is a strength of roles in the dinge of side's?
dreamed of the silence, deemed a pile of sins
the wishes of yonder ear, the toll of unction
the till of a special fence, in the way of kin's
the right to lips in the fore, the sign has become sugar's find...
the lights come on, the tin of a superior squalor
night is an expense, the chaste of a sullen curse
made to the neglect of a silly name, the further you aim at valor
the more you get me, the meet of a stupor made wisdom, in the verse...
aids the sentiment of angel's?
the reach of reality for a conscience in the pale days reason for purge?
the tail of signature is a final patience to rhyme with what hells?
the dreams of vindication for the date of a shied salt in the surge?
a sneeze
is good for decency until you find the doll, mustard
my thoughts with a beauty in sates, is a clue to the best of speeds
to the nature given, we collect the blessing of a curious world...?
edges of surreal yearning, for a candid etc. of courage to find, the doubt
understand the anger of a sincerity to sink a tooth, in the guise
of a secret hair of distances, the acumen of portray the distance to sour
worth, the passion of a sense of hatred for the sin of a hated slice of pie...
panic of a stoic eye
these are the fruits of our labor, work
is a strength of roles in the dinge of side's?
dreamed of the silence, deemed a pile of sins
the wishes of yonder ear, the toll of unction
the till of a special fence, in the way of kin's
the right to lips in the fore, the sign has become sugar's find...
the lights come on, the tin of a superior squalor
night is an expense, the chaste of a sullen curse
made to the neglect of a silly name, the further you aim at valor
the more you get me, the meet of a stupor made wisdom, in the verse...
aids the sentiment of angel's?
the reach of reality for a conscience in the pale days reason for purge?
the tail of signature is a final patience to rhyme with what hells?
the dreams of vindication for the date of a shied salt in the surge?
a sneeze
is good for decency until you find the doll, mustard
my thoughts with a beauty in sates, is a clue to the best of speeds
to the nature given, we collect the blessing of a curious world...?
edges of surreal yearning, for a candid etc. of courage to find, the doubt
understand the anger of a sincerity to sink a tooth, in the guise
of a secret hair of distances, the acumen of portray the distance to sour
worth, the passion of a sense of hatred for the sin of a hated slice of pie...
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Suicide Ugly Guff And Roses Yet, Anarchy?
Suicide Ugly Guff And Roses Yet, Anarchy?