WINE AND GATES
Past Rainbows And Hidden Family's, Decency
women, dream in the language of hate?
poorer than yet, time to deliver a compromise
the truth of gaining selection for a silence irate
if to encourage the misery of knowing first's of sigh's
worth greater, than you...
moment of indignancy for ask to know if old to own
lips of sincerity can, the empathy of complexity for soon
the metal of sorrow in our presence, an angel of conscience come...
risen moment's, risen tendency; fallen qualm
to see to the dour results of reach amid our being, cease
is the name of history to find but love, in the stare of calm
livid, the nature of cope's kind, for a sanity of air's of eaches
terror to divine, in the vale or the fold of substance all
the wish we seek, to imagine anything of solace came
is the silence of choice in our dismay, of when and fall...?
misery for the hand's of more, the breath of moment's until same
fulfil the numb, for a sake seen thrice?
till we satisfy amet thumbs, to survive but a light twain?
shall continue or compel be a savior, if wonder is a cares spice?
hill's of shame to swiften in love, sin like a marvel of none?
been or succinctly may, the seeking night; offer's
mercy for wind's of sense and ages of might to some
the during of our mind's seen, forout a lip of issue's, work's
miracle's of survival or need taken to hope found, home
poorer than yet, time to deliver a compromise
the truth of gaining selection for a silence irate
if to encourage the misery of knowing first's of sigh's
worth greater, than you...
moment of indignancy for ask to know if old to own
lips of sincerity can, the empathy of complexity for soon
the metal of sorrow in our presence, an angel of conscience come...
risen moment's, risen tendency; fallen qualm
to see to the dour results of reach amid our being, cease
is the name of history to find but love, in the stare of calm
livid, the nature of cope's kind, for a sanity of air's of eaches
terror to divine, in the vale or the fold of substance all
the wish we seek, to imagine anything of solace came
is the silence of choice in our dismay, of when and fall...?
misery for the hand's of more, the breath of moment's until same
fulfil the numb, for a sake seen thrice?
till we satisfy amet thumbs, to survive but a light twain?
shall continue or compel be a savior, if wonder is a cares spice?
hill's of shame to swiften in love, sin like a marvel of none?
been or succinctly may, the seeking night; offer's
mercy for wind's of sense and ages of might to some
the during of our mind's seen, forout a lip of issue's, work's
miracle's of survival or need taken to hope found, home
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Past Rainbows And Hidden Family`s, Decency
Past Rainbows And Hidden Family`s, Decency
