WINE AND GATES

Till Silence Promises, The Soul Of Yesterday

like you heaven me
aspiration in tact for nicer may and shun
clarity for you, the method on the other side of the key
actual love and the soul of dreams, your tongue to remember in the sun...?

white as a ghost
persons of indemnity and futures in the city, calling
the terror of he'll, in a wish is the seed of horror to host?
where have you been, the callous or the candid cake, we make adoring...?

slice of pie, known only for the best of the air, that caught you...
smiling, at courage and a confused life, in the lips of destiny, could
you remember my name if stars married themselves in front of who
do you rage at the same indifference as I, where the clever have a hungry and lewd...

cowardice and the ask of nature in low, to your nose for the world to kiss, with
the simplicity we see, the aches of decency and domicile, to know a nerve
of consciences set to need, the luck you approve is mine, aren't we the name of bliss?
made from the done and the cold here and now, fight with a promise if you want to, I worth

the stare of a lifetime, in the marching wind in the eaves, of yours and mine, to know
the prayer of sufficement in the dole, of a chancey drama to collect but a clash
of sour grapes come, for the both of us, in the distance to use and blow
a horn of plenty, that has no idea what is more, ages of discuss, or the jewel of anguish

right here and now, the angel of sincerity has a forward bless
the taste of further kind, if not the trait of father time, to keep a proud heaven
share the noble, and you to will have a spirit to commit to the holy guest
who can be anything but ourselves if beauty is to be a lord over a gift given?

your welcome, your whole
dissuasion in our fates, the muses of didn't the sinking feeling of a new burden
in the miles until we all know the truth, of a vestige beyond, a homage right here for hope
in the senses to know, psyche of a fresh cease of a wish in the care of each his best, again


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Till Silence Promises, The Soul Of Yesterday

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