WINE AND GATES
Neglect And Pity With A Found Or Real Kin's
acts of deem
the shared clever, instinct
in the milling regard of women
to know but a beautiful role of days, think...
the pout of a sultry mere, in view of a new liberty
in salt to fault, the rows of conscience
in tandem lips of done, irony to keep human civility
the pass of golden causes in the spite, of silence?
would, the care of this flower...
thinking but a simplicity to face for the respect of nays
the patience of delves and selves, is dour
the pace of brine in the right space...
your should, if not my shame
is meant for the can of count, isn't this sound...?
method of angenue per the soon, of a light to name
the callous portrayal of since, the gifts of a house?
pain, terror at virgin gain
hate and the lacking form to a sincere may
the tact of appointed anointed sate, the myth of belly's in the reign
is a lord of dementia your wisdom, if not the they...
like a pound of better butter, the need of kisses in the west
for a solid shade and the excuse of sand as a ley of dimness
the smell of sugar gone mad, is formidable if not blessed
with the ask of sin, to know for a space that has the choice of detest
betty pilly in the survival of hilly reality
ways with a more than average came, the bells of notoriety
where the place of waste and the paste of a shelly
way with these senses, is a care of a portion of hostility?
the shared clever, instinct
in the milling regard of women
to know but a beautiful role of days, think...
the pout of a sultry mere, in view of a new liberty
in salt to fault, the rows of conscience
in tandem lips of done, irony to keep human civility
the pass of golden causes in the spite, of silence?
would, the care of this flower...
thinking but a simplicity to face for the respect of nays
the patience of delves and selves, is dour
the pace of brine in the right space...
your should, if not my shame
is meant for the can of count, isn't this sound...?
method of angenue per the soon, of a light to name
the callous portrayal of since, the gifts of a house?
pain, terror at virgin gain
hate and the lacking form to a sincere may
the tact of appointed anointed sate, the myth of belly's in the reign
is a lord of dementia your wisdom, if not the they...
like a pound of better butter, the need of kisses in the west
for a solid shade and the excuse of sand as a ley of dimness
the smell of sugar gone mad, is formidable if not blessed
with the ask of sin, to know for a space that has the choice of detest
betty pilly in the survival of hilly reality
ways with a more than average came, the bells of notoriety
where the place of waste and the paste of a shelly
way with these senses, is a care of a portion of hostility?
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Neglect And Pity With A Found Or Real Kin`s
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