WINE AND GATES
Does Poignancy Remind You To FlushMop?
like the sand, in your hi
the still thriving smile in the next
these redoubted cravings for pie
is a legend of paradise the poise to neglect?
passover is a judges holiday
pharaohs work for the man
kings win a drama for the said
messiah's liberate the worth in the can
levity found your comb
mean is a clock to worship in the sea
hell is a wage to be earned, without the pregnancy
wheat is a lucre in the scare of a lifetime of disease
music owe's you one, of these honor's
enthusiasm is a role in the hate, with a sate
balls with ivory nails, is a glamor
we are the people of a history to shadow
fate was an Egyptian table, the nile reminds you to ask
pate was a Phoenician dole, with a pet answer for peace
rate was a Grecian fang, that knew the salts of the facts
nate is a knife, that lastly said the dreams in your yeast
why the poison apple, if your silence for a shape in the ice
is a languoring day the skill it took to live in the scar's
of a mission to a mount, with a star for each of thine, the nice
is a lover the size it took to linger in the need of the earth?
clay says high
juice says a final lip
ample gum in the shine of a martyred eye
Israel is a panicked bread, in the stir of Hippocrates
talc is married to alcohol
alum is a shrewd deem of salt
saliva is a labor in the since of a wall
water will break even, if a hair is at a requiem of fault?
the still thriving smile in the next
these redoubted cravings for pie
is a legend of paradise the poise to neglect?
passover is a judges holiday
pharaohs work for the man
kings win a drama for the said
messiah's liberate the worth in the can
levity found your comb
mean is a clock to worship in the sea
hell is a wage to be earned, without the pregnancy
wheat is a lucre in the scare of a lifetime of disease
music owe's you one, of these honor's
enthusiasm is a role in the hate, with a sate
balls with ivory nails, is a glamor
we are the people of a history to shadow
fate was an Egyptian table, the nile reminds you to ask
pate was a Phoenician dole, with a pet answer for peace
rate was a Grecian fang, that knew the salts of the facts
nate is a knife, that lastly said the dreams in your yeast
why the poison apple, if your silence for a shape in the ice
is a languoring day the skill it took to live in the scar's
of a mission to a mount, with a star for each of thine, the nice
is a lover the size it took to linger in the need of the earth?
clay says high
juice says a final lip
ample gum in the shine of a martyred eye
Israel is a panicked bread, in the stir of Hippocrates
talc is married to alcohol
alum is a shrewd deem of salt
saliva is a labor in the since of a wall
water will break even, if a hair is at a requiem of fault?
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Does Poignancy Remind You To FlushMop?
Does Poignancy Remind You To FlushMop?
