WINE AND GATES
Positted For Odd Moments In Goods Memory
told to two
three is my name, whereas all in a way for
complexity and the compelling name of who
is to be something other than a child, come from dour
shared in the smiles of tone and home to itself
the lovers of duty in our means, then exact as honor can be
is the shape of truer times to come, the better for me for wealth
that I can see, but know is no more mine, for a clarity to seed
simple to die an early earthen death, the trying of seems
to collect in our wholeness, a wish in the neglected eyes
of done and come, to horrors of choice that has any and all deems
for a succor of youth's and the couth of demands to come, all else denye's
shame indeed
ready to strike with the least of rights to kind, for another
the tooth of taste and the heart we know to keep, for lead
is in all ways mine, to give the since of daring and duress, the here to bother
were we meant for each other, the space of dependency for am?
in our lips so heavy and betrothed to nothing, more than how
we should the spilling triumph of redemption in our means, the court of same
we know to live in the hills of reason that have become verily the sound of love in low
taken with the moment
known to notion, through the exercise of a new tongue
even and rues dole of vagueness for any and all, must go the way of a thoughtful lament
two? lost to the sea of indifference that has, the seeds of hippocrasy for one more...
three is my name, whereas all in a way for
complexity and the compelling name of who
is to be something other than a child, come from dour
shared in the smiles of tone and home to itself
the lovers of duty in our means, then exact as honor can be
is the shape of truer times to come, the better for me for wealth
that I can see, but know is no more mine, for a clarity to seed
simple to die an early earthen death, the trying of seems
to collect in our wholeness, a wish in the neglected eyes
of done and come, to horrors of choice that has any and all deems
for a succor of youth's and the couth of demands to come, all else denye's
shame indeed
ready to strike with the least of rights to kind, for another
the tooth of taste and the heart we know to keep, for lead
is in all ways mine, to give the since of daring and duress, the here to bother
were we meant for each other, the space of dependency for am?
in our lips so heavy and betrothed to nothing, more than how
we should the spilling triumph of redemption in our means, the court of same
we know to live in the hills of reason that have become verily the sound of love in low
taken with the moment
known to notion, through the exercise of a new tongue
even and rues dole of vagueness for any and all, must go the way of a thoughtful lament
two? lost to the sea of indifference that has, the seeds of hippocrasy for one more...
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Positted For Odd Moments In Goods Memory
Positted For Odd Moments In Goods Memory
