WINE AND GATES
Decision's Decision's, The Didn't We Envision?
misty, liberty
the toil of acrid vices in my hand
away we walk, to know a land for anarchy
is to visit the venture of some's, stand?
persuasion, for a kiss
the miles until we view the same, a cloud of ice
and fewer now's than thought, we tell the mention of is
to walls of vows in a hurry, the promise of fights
clean?
terrorized must in the skip of a golden chance?
fire to live in the voice of semblance, mean?
candor at all costs, if a craving is for the seasons?
talk to me, a friend will say, the tone of our voice saves all
talk to mine, an enemy will care, the future of suicide is for the past
talk to more, a patronage will share, the taste in fury for the denial of salt
talk to miracles, a day will save, the triumph of ease in our minds to last
never might, the haps of solace in my throat
the sanity of choice for a slender dole to finalize the muse
of chance and the ache of mercy in the spilling of when in my love
shall? time in a shadow of call to wisdoms am, the truth to lose?
sans the saliva, we are the ask of a new dream, in the corner of the eye
well to know, the hours until the many has a life to quell, in paramour
of sincerity of other's, the adage of wishes if but a sorrow of shared reality, a lie?
timid was the youth of commonness here, growing older by the word, some chose worth
how, never is
when to fend the rights of others, the anger of domain is being, the hark
of changes of seem, for the riches of dread we seek, the sigh of bliss
is to reveal a seclusion in futures of misery let, like the strangeness of baring the dark
the toil of acrid vices in my hand
away we walk, to know a land for anarchy
is to visit the venture of some's, stand?
persuasion, for a kiss
the miles until we view the same, a cloud of ice
and fewer now's than thought, we tell the mention of is
to walls of vows in a hurry, the promise of fights
clean?
terrorized must in the skip of a golden chance?
fire to live in the voice of semblance, mean?
candor at all costs, if a craving is for the seasons?
talk to me, a friend will say, the tone of our voice saves all
talk to mine, an enemy will care, the future of suicide is for the past
talk to more, a patronage will share, the taste in fury for the denial of salt
talk to miracles, a day will save, the triumph of ease in our minds to last
never might, the haps of solace in my throat
the sanity of choice for a slender dole to finalize the muse
of chance and the ache of mercy in the spilling of when in my love
shall? time in a shadow of call to wisdoms am, the truth to lose?
sans the saliva, we are the ask of a new dream, in the corner of the eye
well to know, the hours until the many has a life to quell, in paramour
of sincerity of other's, the adage of wishes if but a sorrow of shared reality, a lie?
timid was the youth of commonness here, growing older by the word, some chose worth
how, never is
when to fend the rights of others, the anger of domain is being, the hark
of changes of seem, for the riches of dread we seek, the sigh of bliss
is to reveal a seclusion in futures of misery let, like the strangeness of baring the dark
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Decision`s Decision`s, The Didn`t We Envision?
Decision`s Decision`s, The Didn`t We Envision?