WINE AND GATES
To Pay The Piper Of A Dismal Adding...
per husbands, the lucky more
these introductions of wishes
are made in the shade of a lowing worth
come to the dark side of men, to know a life beyond sexes issues
when stolen a fruit will remind to live in the dole
then making a bed to alarm the stink of ages, there in is a lam
sin with a frank kiss for the deed of kindness, is looking whole
hence the cough of suggestion that has the luck, the world will know a can
your missed opportunity, your matter in blue and gray
the willing submission of simplicity to the doors of angel's news
in the spoil of courage to come, the history of grief, even in the sun's rays
are, the neglect of sign's of whether we were, the times with a tooth to stew
crass was the day it was born, the compunction of silly names in the lips of the damned
righting themselves to collect a thought, we knew the story to be
the idea of unity for a sound, if not a solid thunder in paradise, was first to be land
the count of insidious lives, if not the levity of solutions to seem, an earthly key
your ears for the first sign's of the season
the wage of undying smiles and the neatness of a prescient king
in the exaction of hug than a kiss, to give the myth a reason
we know the cup of vision you gave, the breath of each his worthing
final words from a bathed eye, to see the needs of another
the waiting care of sublime instances, is your foot your introduction of should
the paces of unease and the unearthed feasibility of acquiesced bother
is your fate in the mirror of sanity, the very blindness of a sense of could?
these introductions of wishes
are made in the shade of a lowing worth
come to the dark side of men, to know a life beyond sexes issues
when stolen a fruit will remind to live in the dole
then making a bed to alarm the stink of ages, there in is a lam
sin with a frank kiss for the deed of kindness, is looking whole
hence the cough of suggestion that has the luck, the world will know a can
your missed opportunity, your matter in blue and gray
the willing submission of simplicity to the doors of angel's news
in the spoil of courage to come, the history of grief, even in the sun's rays
are, the neglect of sign's of whether we were, the times with a tooth to stew
crass was the day it was born, the compunction of silly names in the lips of the damned
righting themselves to collect a thought, we knew the story to be
the idea of unity for a sound, if not a solid thunder in paradise, was first to be land
the count of insidious lives, if not the levity of solutions to seem, an earthly key
your ears for the first sign's of the season
the wage of undying smiles and the neatness of a prescient king
in the exaction of hug than a kiss, to give the myth a reason
we know the cup of vision you gave, the breath of each his worthing
final words from a bathed eye, to see the needs of another
the waiting care of sublime instances, is your foot your introduction of should
the paces of unease and the unearthed feasibility of acquiesced bother
is your fate in the mirror of sanity, the very blindness of a sense of could?
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To Pay The Piper Of A Dismal Adding...
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