WINE AND GATES
Naivete Floated Its Boat, During An Avalanche
nine
plays for sweat in the dark
shared futures, and the severity of hinds
in love for a salt, the make of a new place to hark
cold and shivering, a method to our madness?
the salvation of sincerity, to choose a champion for guesses?
of fastidious smiles, the witness of a panic in world's detest
this is the tear of joy we knew, for the climb of sanity's history
in fear, is all a hat of threatened more?
in fear, is any a thought to the questions we haven't adored?
in fear, is at a caught pet of ideas for the rest of a smaller war?
in fear, is add a not of justice to find, the assumed angel in the foreign?
marriage of the feather of discipline, was
the cold and shivering masses have become a pining thou, to dismiss a shade ...
of retribution in the now, the first of many tongues to explain dust
the toes of requiem, in view for an instance, then gone, we know the spirit to fade
in ear, is after the rain, the since of a season of cope, nope
in ear, is adroit times of the nature of why, the collapse of a shined fruit, yes
in ear, is anger for the merit of a friendship with danger, to mine the rise, of hope
in ear, is ambiguity the mercy of a jest with long lived devils of needs, to finalize, kisses
death of the future of dependency, does
the candor it took, to live in the cause and corner of thine passion
owed the senses to enliven the least of generosity in the interest of trust
we haven't the shared insult of a door to thank, the new with the right to here asking
curious?
even the night of innate and inured now, has the scent of vices for the sides of hidden
wishes and the sight of a regular offender to the table of what was, a beauty furious
prayer or predator, your confusion is still a limb of candor for the tongue forbidden
shame is a garden long before it is a requited bird of lands offense
the road there, is a rathering snore of a chance meeting with a willful heed of bedlam
seen to sulk like the measure of an eye, in love with the thumb of another irony to end
this eyes spare tears are a thing of the past, to encourage the number of a game
risen with the need of a house of error, to finish a thought of solemn and solace fewed
no man with a care in his pocket, has the sense to let a bite of food for you?
reached for, searched for, eached for, the sigh of the sign of the times is fast and lurid
many eyes in the path we espouse is more from the clouds at night themselves, done and due
plays for sweat in the dark
shared futures, and the severity of hinds
in love for a salt, the make of a new place to hark
cold and shivering, a method to our madness?
the salvation of sincerity, to choose a champion for guesses?
of fastidious smiles, the witness of a panic in world's detest
this is the tear of joy we knew, for the climb of sanity's history
in fear, is all a hat of threatened more?
in fear, is any a thought to the questions we haven't adored?
in fear, is at a caught pet of ideas for the rest of a smaller war?
in fear, is add a not of justice to find, the assumed angel in the foreign?
marriage of the feather of discipline, was
the cold and shivering masses have become a pining thou, to dismiss a shade ...
of retribution in the now, the first of many tongues to explain dust
the toes of requiem, in view for an instance, then gone, we know the spirit to fade
in ear, is after the rain, the since of a season of cope, nope
in ear, is adroit times of the nature of why, the collapse of a shined fruit, yes
in ear, is anger for the merit of a friendship with danger, to mine the rise, of hope
in ear, is ambiguity the mercy of a jest with long lived devils of needs, to finalize, kisses
death of the future of dependency, does
the candor it took, to live in the cause and corner of thine passion
owed the senses to enliven the least of generosity in the interest of trust
we haven't the shared insult of a door to thank, the new with the right to here asking
curious?
even the night of innate and inured now, has the scent of vices for the sides of hidden
wishes and the sight of a regular offender to the table of what was, a beauty furious
prayer or predator, your confusion is still a limb of candor for the tongue forbidden
shame is a garden long before it is a requited bird of lands offense
the road there, is a rathering snore of a chance meeting with a willful heed of bedlam
seen to sulk like the measure of an eye, in love with the thumb of another irony to end
this eyes spare tears are a thing of the past, to encourage the number of a game
risen with the need of a house of error, to finish a thought of solemn and solace fewed
no man with a care in his pocket, has the sense to let a bite of food for you?
reached for, searched for, eached for, the sigh of the sign of the times is fast and lurid
many eyes in the path we espouse is more from the clouds at night themselves, done and due
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Naivete Floated Its Boat, During An Avalanche
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