WINE AND GATES
Brown And Serve Today Asking Roses Dilligence
kiss of a king
no two sides, and a windy thing
the tale of sojourn for us, might in a handsome knock
of anyhow in the name of duty, to come for those that mocked
place of adding the world, to see but a condition
of should and the food for thought, the means to an end
of winks of violence, and the measure of a chin
made for homage to be, a key of astute mine, in the mend
wishes and fishes equal a land to tear, utterly
thought and caught in love for seasons' moment, means the decision is final
courtesy through questions of sincerity to the saving nerve, survivability
liberty in a happier seem, seen in the cares of a stronger may, is like all
will we finally say hi?
never in the burden of hell, ever in the security of well
the shape of things to come, particular and lived
is a wage of stares and the art of hair, to confirm the silence we shield
cough and know the not, for a sound of hurry and estrangement in forms
of souls with a kinder fold to their selves for the knock of another door
should we prosper, shame and the willing state of a capricious same, norms
of heed and the seed of religion for but the price of it, again, is meant more
and have a happy day, sayeth the prayer all of a line of is
songs that reach the belly, know the courage of liberty to be
former and further, the tender or the admissive lender, of keys that bliss
and energy in worth, to keep a saner fame for the rest of us, that begin with see...
many miles away from home, as the searching of a lover will pray and tell
the sour notes of exaction and the half of revelation for the rest of days
in many more with's than withheld to vice, than vision for vex, the senses of fulfill
in a cordial since we dream is a pathway to eagerness, of a life that says...
no two sides, and a windy thing
the tale of sojourn for us, might in a handsome knock
of anyhow in the name of duty, to come for those that mocked
place of adding the world, to see but a condition
of should and the food for thought, the means to an end
of winks of violence, and the measure of a chin
made for homage to be, a key of astute mine, in the mend
wishes and fishes equal a land to tear, utterly
thought and caught in love for seasons' moment, means the decision is final
courtesy through questions of sincerity to the saving nerve, survivability
liberty in a happier seem, seen in the cares of a stronger may, is like all
will we finally say hi?
never in the burden of hell, ever in the security of well
the shape of things to come, particular and lived
is a wage of stares and the art of hair, to confirm the silence we shield
cough and know the not, for a sound of hurry and estrangement in forms
of souls with a kinder fold to their selves for the knock of another door
should we prosper, shame and the willing state of a capricious same, norms
of heed and the seed of religion for but the price of it, again, is meant more
and have a happy day, sayeth the prayer all of a line of is
songs that reach the belly, know the courage of liberty to be
former and further, the tender or the admissive lender, of keys that bliss
and energy in worth, to keep a saner fame for the rest of us, that begin with see...
many miles away from home, as the searching of a lover will pray and tell
the sour notes of exaction and the half of revelation for the rest of days
in many more with's than withheld to vice, than vision for vex, the senses of fulfill
in a cordial since we dream is a pathway to eagerness, of a life that says...
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Brown And Serve Today Asking Roses Dilligence
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