WINE AND GATES
Pepper And Two Friends Under Loved, Mayhem?
promise from four eyes, and the hands of a cold season
yearn to burn, the sacred with a fool's intent, is a miracle
the tart end of choice and the method of vision to know, reason
heathen to collect but the sense of another mouth, your the edges of a grace to ilk
length, to ward of a millionth may, the capable with the skip of souls
these heirs of chance and the misery of knowing it all, built
from the most expensive, everlasting school of thought ever made, the tired eye of love
will with anything moving, including the mention of seriousness in the lips of held...
temper, thunder and lightning
should we select our few, to know you?
in the crassness of joy to come, the earning zion or the frying egg, tickles
with a message that is corrupt to the sorrow of issues seen, for a courage to do
hate my very spirit if not my soul?
your lips, my future, your shadow, my kiss
in these ways do we keep a share of the pristine if not prayer of silence in our could
taken with a mine, if anywhere ever has anything but hell to encourage, the destiny...
of pride before prejudice, pied before judas, pining before judges
of cold minds with no place to give, the simplest of cope
if to direct but a dark hole into the milk of sensitivity of winds and land to attest, hushes
of yours are a fruit of conscience, to collect in the more, hope
won more hill of shapes in the wink
to terrorize a hair or the fair of soon in the name given, to a child
is to remember every house left of sun, merely a sexy role in the mire of pink?
touch the face of history for yourself, we have no more nakedness, if every other salt silented
native commitment to ours, the stark nature of many known for the sin of credence
the likes of which, need and the key of poise for the must to consider, hostility
to the worthing Christianity that wore the shame of sigh's and sign's of possibility to lend
yonder ease said, truer, erudite, rudimentary, done arduously yet, sates
yearn to burn, the sacred with a fool's intent, is a miracle
the tart end of choice and the method of vision to know, reason
heathen to collect but the sense of another mouth, your the edges of a grace to ilk
length, to ward of a millionth may, the capable with the skip of souls
these heirs of chance and the misery of knowing it all, built
from the most expensive, everlasting school of thought ever made, the tired eye of love
will with anything moving, including the mention of seriousness in the lips of held...
temper, thunder and lightning
should we select our few, to know you?
in the crassness of joy to come, the earning zion or the frying egg, tickles
with a message that is corrupt to the sorrow of issues seen, for a courage to do
hate my very spirit if not my soul?
your lips, my future, your shadow, my kiss
in these ways do we keep a share of the pristine if not prayer of silence in our could
taken with a mine, if anywhere ever has anything but hell to encourage, the destiny...
of pride before prejudice, pied before judas, pining before judges
of cold minds with no place to give, the simplest of cope
if to direct but a dark hole into the milk of sensitivity of winds and land to attest, hushes
of yours are a fruit of conscience, to collect in the more, hope
won more hill of shapes in the wink
to terrorize a hair or the fair of soon in the name given, to a child
is to remember every house left of sun, merely a sexy role in the mire of pink?
touch the face of history for yourself, we have no more nakedness, if every other salt silented
native commitment to ours, the stark nature of many known for the sin of credence
the likes of which, need and the key of poise for the must to consider, hostility
to the worthing Christianity that wore the shame of sigh's and sign's of possibility to lend
yonder ease said, truer, erudite, rudimentary, done arduously yet, sates
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Pepper And Two Friends Under Loved, Mayhem?
Pepper And Two Friends Under Loved, Mayhem?