WINE AND GATES

17 Down. Answering Yourself Is Mandatory, Heroism

hello, God
doors on the known, terror in my ought
shared with a said compromise, the taste of odd
is a lover with a salt to give, the mention of panic sought

the tooth of wishes and marvel's in our own
to collect anything but a sanity or its few
the sake of riches taken to is, the name of due reason
or by the savagery of sensation for the moments until history is done, for you

clever by comparison, the chastity of ancient men, time
is a role in the hardship of sincerity to find, the situation by excel
the tongue you offered or the lips of mine, is a façade of even and drawn, rhyme
to simplify the sparseness of given ages for a safety to collect, if not seem onto hell

if to mine, if to usualness of yours, the taste of cope
is a raging our to seek all but the known...?
we seem to know it well, the right to live by the fires of hurry via hope
accounted to these, the nary of done well and wall, is a levity of minds shown

paces to keep, paces to live
the onus of our souls, to complete but an uttered word
the argument of doles and the lam of substance, is our honor to give
the tooth of magic has become a savior of dreams seen, to come to these living heard

a kiss that is heaven?
hell itself in a hidden none for a youth like yours
hell in the moisture of subtlety for the sameness of eaves taken to shame for saving
hell into ourselves for another one, the complexity of rational come, to lovers

hell instinctual enough to make a new heaven, without the spirit of kindness?
paces true, terror found in few, thoroughness for a school of thought come, to lessen
the habit of yearning and sanctity involved for angels to know, earning a speed to is
the may with hinds of shared intuition guarded the least, name of would, us learn the very wind?


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