WINE AND GATES
Life, Love, Liberty And Lizards; And Lord's Lost...
try me, try nothing meant
these to eat, in our each, few
no more the still of the night, except for a scent
of lavender for you, their selves in honey for a clue
terror from a stone of virtue, where have we been?
aggression of and to knead and throe, to give a lip of chances sex
where have we being? when I see the violence of misery if and when to keep sin
worth the walk to notoriety, worth in the knock of sobriety, this face has a hex
disagree, and spite the form before you with mud, antique missions to naivete
for a placing hour, the toes of uniqueness for a not, hopeful
in the stir of heavened wishes without, the usual gift of necks and lucks, very...?
per the penny we see, never is a right to know ... the demands of choice in the pale
weird as you want it, but dancing with death earns you once more, yours
wicked as the city of don't the hideous or the miscued owe their wait...
which in the fires of domain to sanity as we all would, the notion to collect dour's
for another and another, before the wind has us all, for the simplest of hates
smell good anymore?
your guesses host is good as mine...
work for a new place of decision to keep the youthful yarn of yonder works adored
personally don't give a damn?, your family just moved into my sublime...
a common use for a reptile that said the vengeance of a knotted head
wink and you will save, not ours but the savior of dread in our fists, for the light
of quests and the anarchy of despondency for the rest of the day come, lead
for a right to the notion of an excellency in the daring of cold sight...
these to eat, in our each, few
no more the still of the night, except for a scent
of lavender for you, their selves in honey for a clue
terror from a stone of virtue, where have we been?
aggression of and to knead and throe, to give a lip of chances sex
where have we being? when I see the violence of misery if and when to keep sin
worth the walk to notoriety, worth in the knock of sobriety, this face has a hex
disagree, and spite the form before you with mud, antique missions to naivete
for a placing hour, the toes of uniqueness for a not, hopeful
in the stir of heavened wishes without, the usual gift of necks and lucks, very...?
per the penny we see, never is a right to know ... the demands of choice in the pale
weird as you want it, but dancing with death earns you once more, yours
wicked as the city of don't the hideous or the miscued owe their wait...
which in the fires of domain to sanity as we all would, the notion to collect dour's
for another and another, before the wind has us all, for the simplest of hates
smell good anymore?
your guesses host is good as mine...
work for a new place of decision to keep the youthful yarn of yonder works adored
personally don't give a damn?, your family just moved into my sublime...
a common use for a reptile that said the vengeance of a knotted head
wink and you will save, not ours but the savior of dread in our fists, for the light
of quests and the anarchy of despondency for the rest of the day come, lead
for a right to the notion of an excellency in the daring of cold sight...
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Life, Love, Liberty And Lizards; And Lord`s Lost...
Life, Love, Liberty And Lizards; And Lord`s Lost...
