WINE AND GATES
Lint In Your Eye Told Me If Whether Angel's?
tears, in the truth
where has a good bother gone to
thought in a nut shell for youth
invalid curses in the firm way we open our hearts use to who
if, the cope of sour kisses and shrewd hills
this isn't reason enough, to look upon the is
merit and the stir of here to please a willing
face in the wings of dreams had, for a single kiss of common bliss
shall to any in the share of are to all
we see the nose of virtue in the weary way, for a climbing sun to show its fruit
if anymore or the sincerity of drama's in league, with a fouler behalf, to walls
of shame, we do the opportune, for the since of redress in the semblance of couth
perhaps and the ideal of riches in the further lands, of a truant generosity
asked to heed, the might of dilemma for a nary done well, the earnestness of a bell
grace and hours of pasts in the course of many days, this miracle is a blessing to visages
we know the hardship of pain, for a single kinder fury in the smallness of a chill...
time and the scope of duty to a realm of dread, in view of a sorry chance
at the smile of dim but whole similarity to find, the some's of chastity, too
much certainty in the fire, is a raging our with no lips to question sight for isolation's...
terror and the honor of courage in your name, why the season of due considerations new...?
method?
the tale of secrecy and the hyper exchange of intimacy, for the rest of the near
in a heavy eye for the reality of waking in love, with an answer to sates for a quote
am I the tooth of the world, and will it give me a wish if a seek the mores of a fear?
clue 1 - the toll that edges toward destruction with a bit of fruit under its lip
clue 2 - the moment of gall, for the rest of native done's and honied firsts, if found
clue 3 - the frown of an excited day in the eaves, for actual liberty's of waiting isnt's
glue 4 - the metal of reproach in the still thriving smile of decency to come, with how
is? houses that salt themselves for a vote in the finish of guards to why?
is, heroes of judgement in the thoroughness of life to come for a sanity's pride?
is: habits of choice to few in the light of scurrilous might, as if we continue to die?
is! hearts of chance in the strangeness of lore for a worth, the tally of sense to hide?
fangs in your juice, rice in your woods, tenderness in your rhymes, yearning in your yesterdays?
now will be just fine, for a foundation of cope to continue with a God of understanding
simplicity is but a chastity groomed for the sorts and order of when is, water to land
upon dour stepping, sour gifting, house sitting, allowed rifting, and womanly hating...
a cheese
habitual as a choked dole or the door on challenges in the rain
presence of mine, to qualm and affirm the dates of men and the sincerity of women, consciences
with patience for a dreary day, is like thunder in paradise, the comparison with amet tin
caring for a knock, the door opened with much aplomb, in falsetto voice and the gage
of deeds done to like if a smitten know, this is my name for a questioned taste
of humanity in endeavors learn, if not warn cloth to kind, upon the silence of rages
found in an angel voice, to know for selection of pockets and halting eyes to watch, passion
like a martyr, we deftly adjourn to the table, of romance in prayer, to jude
like an ark of sojourns that delve before think is self, we master the cope of when
like a right, we serve the ideal of somberness in the vanity of sigh's to enthuse
like an embarrassment in the arms of a curt thumb and the their of cunning, we shouldn't
where has a good bother gone to
thought in a nut shell for youth
invalid curses in the firm way we open our hearts use to who
if, the cope of sour kisses and shrewd hills
this isn't reason enough, to look upon the is
merit and the stir of here to please a willing
face in the wings of dreams had, for a single kiss of common bliss
shall to any in the share of are to all
we see the nose of virtue in the weary way, for a climbing sun to show its fruit
if anymore or the sincerity of drama's in league, with a fouler behalf, to walls
of shame, we do the opportune, for the since of redress in the semblance of couth
perhaps and the ideal of riches in the further lands, of a truant generosity
asked to heed, the might of dilemma for a nary done well, the earnestness of a bell
grace and hours of pasts in the course of many days, this miracle is a blessing to visages
we know the hardship of pain, for a single kinder fury in the smallness of a chill...
time and the scope of duty to a realm of dread, in view of a sorry chance
at the smile of dim but whole similarity to find, the some's of chastity, too
much certainty in the fire, is a raging our with no lips to question sight for isolation's...
terror and the honor of courage in your name, why the season of due considerations new...?
method?
the tale of secrecy and the hyper exchange of intimacy, for the rest of the near
in a heavy eye for the reality of waking in love, with an answer to sates for a quote
am I the tooth of the world, and will it give me a wish if a seek the mores of a fear?
clue 1 - the toll that edges toward destruction with a bit of fruit under its lip
clue 2 - the moment of gall, for the rest of native done's and honied firsts, if found
clue 3 - the frown of an excited day in the eaves, for actual liberty's of waiting isnt's
glue 4 - the metal of reproach in the still thriving smile of decency to come, with how
is? houses that salt themselves for a vote in the finish of guards to why?
is, heroes of judgement in the thoroughness of life to come for a sanity's pride?
is: habits of choice to few in the light of scurrilous might, as if we continue to die?
is! hearts of chance in the strangeness of lore for a worth, the tally of sense to hide?
fangs in your juice, rice in your woods, tenderness in your rhymes, yearning in your yesterdays?
now will be just fine, for a foundation of cope to continue with a God of understanding
simplicity is but a chastity groomed for the sorts and order of when is, water to land
upon dour stepping, sour gifting, house sitting, allowed rifting, and womanly hating...
a cheese
habitual as a choked dole or the door on challenges in the rain
presence of mine, to qualm and affirm the dates of men and the sincerity of women, consciences
with patience for a dreary day, is like thunder in paradise, the comparison with amet tin
caring for a knock, the door opened with much aplomb, in falsetto voice and the gage
of deeds done to like if a smitten know, this is my name for a questioned taste
of humanity in endeavors learn, if not warn cloth to kind, upon the silence of rages
found in an angel voice, to know for selection of pockets and halting eyes to watch, passion
like a martyr, we deftly adjourn to the table, of romance in prayer, to jude
like an ark of sojourns that delve before think is self, we master the cope of when
like a right, we serve the ideal of somberness in the vanity of sigh's to enthuse
like an embarrassment in the arms of a curt thumb and the their of cunning, we shouldn't
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Lint In Your Eye Told Me If Whether Angel`s?
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