WINE AND GATES
What Catches A Could, Like A Bubbly Oil?
Gut instinct for someone
To fend for a thread of contentment
Asking is this harbored, or is it come?
To wish a friend their space to relent
Halt with the dishes, no food is worth...
Abject tones of avoidance, to recognize
The tartness of saying's in curtness we earn
Have and day's doldrum, to finish the compliment why...
A duty over the hill
And an aged yearning in the name of good intention's
Possible by the critique of fatigue to see the still
Aspiration incognito, to welcome a rivalry to imitation's...?
Careful eye's of the briefness of disdain
At the appointed our, seemingly a rational season, diffuse
Enough to clench and suppose we are the presence of meandering
To the purpose at hand, a clever soul in the threat of abuse?
Maelstrom's of voice to our sense's, psyche to hunger at unrest
Taken for a rise, the habit of reality in our begin, such
The right to make a new friendship a rational bless
In the similarity to consider, the corner's of much...
More than a guarantee, or the sincerity of vice
To recognize the difference between shrewd and the feud with chance's
Named 'Devil' and the poise of detriment to care for what is thine
Dare to express the truth of a sort's alluded to in the land?
Can't the toil we see for arguament's sake, become the wisdom of since?
Real and felt with a pace for insiduos calm, is not the tale a laugh?
Astute and Nihilistic to account, are we the more to worth, than amends
Of the naked insight of perplexed relent of the choice of youth?
To fend for a thread of contentment
Asking is this harbored, or is it come?
To wish a friend their space to relent
Halt with the dishes, no food is worth...
Abject tones of avoidance, to recognize
The tartness of saying's in curtness we earn
Have and day's doldrum, to finish the compliment why...
A duty over the hill
And an aged yearning in the name of good intention's
Possible by the critique of fatigue to see the still
Aspiration incognito, to welcome a rivalry to imitation's...?
Careful eye's of the briefness of disdain
At the appointed our, seemingly a rational season, diffuse
Enough to clench and suppose we are the presence of meandering
To the purpose at hand, a clever soul in the threat of abuse?
Maelstrom's of voice to our sense's, psyche to hunger at unrest
Taken for a rise, the habit of reality in our begin, such
The right to make a new friendship a rational bless
In the similarity to consider, the corner's of much...
More than a guarantee, or the sincerity of vice
To recognize the difference between shrewd and the feud with chance's
Named 'Devil' and the poise of detriment to care for what is thine
Dare to express the truth of a sort's alluded to in the land?
Can't the toil we see for arguament's sake, become the wisdom of since?
Real and felt with a pace for insiduos calm, is not the tale a laugh?
Astute and Nihilistic to account, are we the more to worth, than amends
Of the naked insight of perplexed relent of the choice of youth?
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What Catches A Could, Like A Bubbly Oil?
What Catches A Could, Like A Bubbly Oil?
