WINE AND GATES
Angry? Who Made You When Pasts Seem Have?
personal creation
thoughts in the direct wind, sunlight for a salt, of demeanor
like the hours of until, we know for a sandy exasperation to come, and sing
the nature of your hopes and causes in dashing, lead to these for
play with me, I know the future
the keeping flame of solace in our yearning defference, to simplify a wish
the tout of another song in your name, to live in all to the wink fall for pure
safety of taken jests to choice one more time, the caring of sorts and is
time with a metal lip for the rest of the day, dream
we spend every one, the dimness of doles in our cease and insist
the merit of conscience is a lucre above the board, to simplify a whim
candid and enjoy to overwhelm the senses with a many, to any we kept history
love and lacking does, detail and the more or less satisfied with a meal of ordeals
trying but the tables aroma for the silence we adore, for out the now
to skip and said heavens in a dutiful stare, at a salient miscue of when to come forward, heals
is the native coin, to give but a sincere and tremendous since, for guidance in jealousy? how
tired one day, of a lament of sovereignty to ask about the oddity of meagerness
the ruse of avarice and the smile of duress has a welcome season
to finish our meal with a shadow of a naked feeling found for the worst, bless
is a waiting pillow with many more names on it, than known this sight or reason
given the time, in a happy face for the reaches of during and hurrying boisterousness
tall was the order of shapes of distance and the honor for instance, we played well
for the eyes of divine kisses and the issues of deliverance, known well to guess
upon this still thriving habit of beleaguered hap, do we seek the same, she'll
waking one day, with a stupendous lot of raging storms and the staging roars
of lions and the door of sheep sent to kindred for a letting here and now
the caring of burdened harrowed with a soul in interim's transit, to that which forms
song of being dispute and shoes of requited lovers, am I to dance if your found?
smiles that rhyme with a sincerity in a passion of gage and majority of deem as is rage
to know but a coping half of demand in another's eyes, do you remember a hair for sin
taken to extremes of whether for want, the sour minus the soul of anarchy, this day
should even the metal of yonder question to the world, where in we are the answer of when
thoughts in the direct wind, sunlight for a salt, of demeanor
like the hours of until, we know for a sandy exasperation to come, and sing
the nature of your hopes and causes in dashing, lead to these for
play with me, I know the future
the keeping flame of solace in our yearning defference, to simplify a wish
the tout of another song in your name, to live in all to the wink fall for pure
safety of taken jests to choice one more time, the caring of sorts and is
time with a metal lip for the rest of the day, dream
we spend every one, the dimness of doles in our cease and insist
the merit of conscience is a lucre above the board, to simplify a whim
candid and enjoy to overwhelm the senses with a many, to any we kept history
love and lacking does, detail and the more or less satisfied with a meal of ordeals
trying but the tables aroma for the silence we adore, for out the now
to skip and said heavens in a dutiful stare, at a salient miscue of when to come forward, heals
is the native coin, to give but a sincere and tremendous since, for guidance in jealousy? how
tired one day, of a lament of sovereignty to ask about the oddity of meagerness
the ruse of avarice and the smile of duress has a welcome season
to finish our meal with a shadow of a naked feeling found for the worst, bless
is a waiting pillow with many more names on it, than known this sight or reason
given the time, in a happy face for the reaches of during and hurrying boisterousness
tall was the order of shapes of distance and the honor for instance, we played well
for the eyes of divine kisses and the issues of deliverance, known well to guess
upon this still thriving habit of beleaguered hap, do we seek the same, she'll
waking one day, with a stupendous lot of raging storms and the staging roars
of lions and the door of sheep sent to kindred for a letting here and now
the caring of burdened harrowed with a soul in interim's transit, to that which forms
song of being dispute and shoes of requited lovers, am I to dance if your found?
smiles that rhyme with a sincerity in a passion of gage and majority of deem as is rage
to know but a coping half of demand in another's eyes, do you remember a hair for sin
taken to extremes of whether for want, the sour minus the soul of anarchy, this day
should even the metal of yonder question to the world, where in we are the answer of when
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Angry? Who Made You When Pasts Seem Have?
Angry? Who Made You When Pasts Seem Have?