WINE AND GATES
Seizured, Is A Mansion Understanding Liked Egg's?
paste to face
the mine of sublime, the our in power
to fend for bend, the cuter of a sandy case
in the name of a silver tongue, without a scowl
is my fame nose?
nary done silence, of a quelling height
in love with a silly guess at the next woes
I'm the phantom of since, for a cunning sky?
immediate, the press of integrity in vow and vanity
piled high with clouds and the smoldering mouth to claim, for a share
of humble pie, and the our scale of wishes, to know a lip that has sanity
walk with us a little may of density in the fate of others, this staring world's where...
the milk kernelled, in the name of a sorry pass of oddity
the wind broke, a lip in the song of virtue to come, in advices reach
the sting of solemnity in future salt, is but a sound of glass wings in a city
the shadow of chance in the burdening of a grass, is a graceful reason to eat
what the hell are we?
where the hell are weeds?
when the hell are fiends?
who the hell are lead's?
gambling with bad luggage?
howling at a wishing well, will a bedlam of hair?
since tawdry is a raging storm on the horizon, isn't a crypt the strange?
doesn't a child with aids smell like a booger in the star's?
here is silicon in the miles, we remember the smiles of sex like a fruit of caring
torn from the hands of a pride, this isn't the shadow of fun and games
this fire in the bed of simplicity has you by the now of a lip that is squaring
off with history, wasn't a smile of virginity the season of your lips fame?
gaining on the signature we made for a spite in the misery of reign's
here is the pedophile of ages, ink in the paces you collect for a shame
I am the secret of a pity for eyes that haven't been circumsized by tears, pains
all and held to rhymes in the mire of society for a suicide to begin, in a windy same
proud of the sides of whistling sweet in the meld of amends?
thoughts for a joke of knocking shadows to the floor for another kiss of appetite's?
entity and the angels above for alcoholic neglect in the shame to come with spoon's bent?
fear of voices that regret a nightmare in the garden of morbidity that hate's hides?
sated with a season known only as a spring to live
in the selection of wishes a family cant make, your kisses with chins of steel
is a raging worm the silence in your halting shape of kindness to come, withering?
penny's and the tooth of sheer delight for skipping tongues, isn't the smile on your heel...?
the mine of sublime, the our in power
to fend for bend, the cuter of a sandy case
in the name of a silver tongue, without a scowl
is my fame nose?
nary done silence, of a quelling height
in love with a silly guess at the next woes
I'm the phantom of since, for a cunning sky?
immediate, the press of integrity in vow and vanity
piled high with clouds and the smoldering mouth to claim, for a share
of humble pie, and the our scale of wishes, to know a lip that has sanity
walk with us a little may of density in the fate of others, this staring world's where...
the milk kernelled, in the name of a sorry pass of oddity
the wind broke, a lip in the song of virtue to come, in advices reach
the sting of solemnity in future salt, is but a sound of glass wings in a city
the shadow of chance in the burdening of a grass, is a graceful reason to eat
what the hell are we?
where the hell are weeds?
when the hell are fiends?
who the hell are lead's?
gambling with bad luggage?
howling at a wishing well, will a bedlam of hair?
since tawdry is a raging storm on the horizon, isn't a crypt the strange?
doesn't a child with aids smell like a booger in the star's?
here is silicon in the miles, we remember the smiles of sex like a fruit of caring
torn from the hands of a pride, this isn't the shadow of fun and games
this fire in the bed of simplicity has you by the now of a lip that is squaring
off with history, wasn't a smile of virginity the season of your lips fame?
gaining on the signature we made for a spite in the misery of reign's
here is the pedophile of ages, ink in the paces you collect for a shame
I am the secret of a pity for eyes that haven't been circumsized by tears, pains
all and held to rhymes in the mire of society for a suicide to begin, in a windy same
proud of the sides of whistling sweet in the meld of amends?
thoughts for a joke of knocking shadows to the floor for another kiss of appetite's?
entity and the angels above for alcoholic neglect in the shame to come with spoon's bent?
fear of voices that regret a nightmare in the garden of morbidity that hate's hides?
sated with a season known only as a spring to live
in the selection of wishes a family cant make, your kisses with chins of steel
is a raging worm the silence in your halting shape of kindness to come, withering?
penny's and the tooth of sheer delight for skipping tongues, isn't the smile on your heel...?
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Seizured, Is A Mansion Understanding Liked Egg`s?
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