WINE AND GATES
Price Above Ruby's, Terror And Issues Seen...
please, in ways unseen
the mission of gall, to remember the noxious day
to clarity in its fold, the misery of causes to come, for lend
will we have our cake and eat it, so to speak, when all is made...
from tongues of done and been in
the moreover and the soul of lover's
to claim the moment's until we are, the beginning of the end
of a suppressed appetite for next in line, to each his seek and another?
life in the fineness you see, the capability of conscience come
to question itself, the misery has become...
the situation of exact and fact, to lament but a sincerity of prescience
part and sorts defined, we are the call to arms, that has all known...
life in the destined form of salt we become as same
terror and fairer talk to the norm, this gossip of justice has no place
in the annul of choices made, to cling to a hope in the peace we guard for shame
tis' the keep of fools with no belly for the truth, that has lived for asking, of pace and lace
champions of duty are known to look before leaping...
in front of burdens with a notion to excel know damn well...
the taste in heaven to come, is a future with a fear worth seeking...
the life of another shadow in the name of risen mores, in the name of hell...
challengers of hours are seen to correct the times...
for the silence in love with more than youth, the tale to keep...
in the lap, if not laughter and tears of knowing a face by its rhymes...
where even the muse of mercy was, the sincerity of coping eye's let...
who or what are you...?
the tradition of miles until a miracle is more than ourselves in the limelight
is all and due for a new such, to collect but a share in the bliss that could
if but a reasoned sulk or the frontal lip of each, these days are meant forthright
pledge, in ways seen
the mission of gain, to memory in the obnoxious daydream
to charity in its few, the mystery of canny come, to see
the kick of doom made, so to speed upon the known, win
the mission of gall, to remember the noxious day
to clarity in its fold, the misery of causes to come, for lend
will we have our cake and eat it, so to speak, when all is made...
from tongues of done and been in
the moreover and the soul of lover's
to claim the moment's until we are, the beginning of the end
of a suppressed appetite for next in line, to each his seek and another?
life in the fineness you see, the capability of conscience come
to question itself, the misery has become...
the situation of exact and fact, to lament but a sincerity of prescience
part and sorts defined, we are the call to arms, that has all known...
life in the destined form of salt we become as same
terror and fairer talk to the norm, this gossip of justice has no place
in the annul of choices made, to cling to a hope in the peace we guard for shame
tis' the keep of fools with no belly for the truth, that has lived for asking, of pace and lace
champions of duty are known to look before leaping...
in front of burdens with a notion to excel know damn well...
the taste in heaven to come, is a future with a fear worth seeking...
the life of another shadow in the name of risen mores, in the name of hell...
challengers of hours are seen to correct the times...
for the silence in love with more than youth, the tale to keep...
in the lap, if not laughter and tears of knowing a face by its rhymes...
where even the muse of mercy was, the sincerity of coping eye's let...
who or what are you...?
the tradition of miles until a miracle is more than ourselves in the limelight
is all and due for a new such, to collect but a share in the bliss that could
if but a reasoned sulk or the frontal lip of each, these days are meant forthright
pledge, in ways seen
the mission of gain, to memory in the obnoxious daydream
to charity in its few, the mystery of canny come, to see
the kick of doom made, so to speed upon the known, win
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Price Above Ruby`s, Terror And Issues Seen...
Price Above Ruby`s, Terror And Issues Seen...
