WINE AND GATES
Jade And Roses Wishes It, Truer Hells, Empathy's
judge done, judge dinge's
thoughts to eleven, o clock on the dime
to know a careful breeze, from the hint of entity, world
with a curiosity to find, in the rise of hills that rhyme?
power, powerful
the safety of my succor, as shrewd as a marvel in the youth
if to collect the next, to know a hair of a different dole...?
where I keep a wage of unity and the asking prowess in ages, to accrued...
dim, the solace I seek, the shame of decency to question a hunger
panic and the salt of oxymoron to keep, the dull begin with duller end
rich is the smile I offer, the place and the tart haste it took, to answer
clarity to finalize a void of causes in love, with the harmony of edges of duty, we offend...
mushrooms, and the silence of dour intimacy with a treasured house of habit
youthful cheek for a sign of heeds origin, that old day with a shown tale
Hippocrates and the fate of worthy, refuted to candor in the miles, are we rarity, to whit...
this cold sanity to your charge, is a heralded sincerity to finish the wink of hell?
are we here, are we situated in lore, are we here to simplify the known, are we ice?
giving you the gift of its death, maybe more to form in the sated way
we neglect to tear at an eye with sanity in room, for a strange lip to color past
the time machines swallowed a waiting star, the toes of virtue to excuse ably we say
breeds of flags with a harrowed name, for ever in the mine of sorrow? all
yearning naivete for a changing season that knows the time of day? courage
hearts of original languor for the rest of intimacy, that has a lock of here? helps
brass among disease, for the still thriving spirit of care isn't your eyes? questions
of simple ways we step forward for a myth in the hands of babes
which to further fate, is ours, for a walking tone of voice
that has in the way we ask a demon for his first kiss in the land of jade
is your face so beautiful that you don't notice this, a vanity with sigh told else?
Neptune, in your body of wisdom and the airs of dementia that come, can an egg salt itself?
whore be a foreign need, for the right side of an argument with hatred in its honor, lemonade?
risen like a future with a similar each for us to begin, are we slaves to wealth?
birds with rubber balls and liquor to take care of, think a bird with one more judge to father?
beauty in rags, rationality in a basic mathematical absolution of sound
red equals a blue voice in the seriousness of culture, we are the silence...?
ages come and go, but why did the vices of virtue show undo martyrdom for a dirty ear, loved
a smile in your arms, like the very day it was born, to wisdom of snow fruiting, night hisses
thoughts to eleven, o clock on the dime
to know a careful breeze, from the hint of entity, world
with a curiosity to find, in the rise of hills that rhyme?
power, powerful
the safety of my succor, as shrewd as a marvel in the youth
if to collect the next, to know a hair of a different dole...?
where I keep a wage of unity and the asking prowess in ages, to accrued...
dim, the solace I seek, the shame of decency to question a hunger
panic and the salt of oxymoron to keep, the dull begin with duller end
rich is the smile I offer, the place and the tart haste it took, to answer
clarity to finalize a void of causes in love, with the harmony of edges of duty, we offend...
mushrooms, and the silence of dour intimacy with a treasured house of habit
youthful cheek for a sign of heeds origin, that old day with a shown tale
Hippocrates and the fate of worthy, refuted to candor in the miles, are we rarity, to whit...
this cold sanity to your charge, is a heralded sincerity to finish the wink of hell?
are we here, are we situated in lore, are we here to simplify the known, are we ice?
giving you the gift of its death, maybe more to form in the sated way
we neglect to tear at an eye with sanity in room, for a strange lip to color past
the time machines swallowed a waiting star, the toes of virtue to excuse ably we say
breeds of flags with a harrowed name, for ever in the mine of sorrow? all
yearning naivete for a changing season that knows the time of day? courage
hearts of original languor for the rest of intimacy, that has a lock of here? helps
brass among disease, for the still thriving spirit of care isn't your eyes? questions
of simple ways we step forward for a myth in the hands of babes
which to further fate, is ours, for a walking tone of voice
that has in the way we ask a demon for his first kiss in the land of jade
is your face so beautiful that you don't notice this, a vanity with sigh told else?
Neptune, in your body of wisdom and the airs of dementia that come, can an egg salt itself?
whore be a foreign need, for the right side of an argument with hatred in its honor, lemonade?
risen like a future with a similar each for us to begin, are we slaves to wealth?
birds with rubber balls and liquor to take care of, think a bird with one more judge to father?
beauty in rags, rationality in a basic mathematical absolution of sound
red equals a blue voice in the seriousness of culture, we are the silence...?
ages come and go, but why did the vices of virtue show undo martyrdom for a dirty ear, loved
a smile in your arms, like the very day it was born, to wisdom of snow fruiting, night hisses
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Jade And Roses Wishes It, Truer Hells, Empathy`s
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