WINE AND GATES
Silent Heed's Of Chastity Knocked, Well...
Discussing the mean's
To now and the pipe's of realm's
Stirring with fashion unknown, seems
As we cross a knee for a leg, the bite of urging wealth?
Bitterness?
So many passion's to show psyche
For a meager and humble press
Inviting the child of stead's fear, to like...
Bitterness, explained?
Themselves and the marvel of a drink
Of God's water, somewhere we are famed
For the suggestion of bidden lip's, to tell and think...
Bitterness, examined?
Toward notion, turned to clever mind's
For the question's of youth undermined
By the salt of hate, so many dim rhyme's?
Bitterness, fearful?
Scented with earth, houses and rainbow's
Found in the mar, of where we until
The clash of vice for vestige, before love became a vow?
Does any of this make sense?
Look, and see the harping reign of pain
Sordid to just, thoroughly the acumen of again
To relieve some sort of eye, from the paces of indeed, the younger may...
Here is a hateful man and or woman
Taken to the end's of the world, to lie
Of reason's inclination for a means done
Can we stir the life of another again, for silence dies?
Yes, without you...
Marveling at the secret's of wine and honey
We know the truth defiant, to come and go like a view
Of the rarity of age's in stilled lore, as if only...
To now and the pipe's of realm's
Stirring with fashion unknown, seems
As we cross a knee for a leg, the bite of urging wealth?
Bitterness?
So many passion's to show psyche
For a meager and humble press
Inviting the child of stead's fear, to like...
Bitterness, explained?
Themselves and the marvel of a drink
Of God's water, somewhere we are famed
For the suggestion of bidden lip's, to tell and think...
Bitterness, examined?
Toward notion, turned to clever mind's
For the question's of youth undermined
By the salt of hate, so many dim rhyme's?
Bitterness, fearful?
Scented with earth, houses and rainbow's
Found in the mar, of where we until
The clash of vice for vestige, before love became a vow?
Does any of this make sense?
Look, and see the harping reign of pain
Sordid to just, thoroughly the acumen of again
To relieve some sort of eye, from the paces of indeed, the younger may...
Here is a hateful man and or woman
Taken to the end's of the world, to lie
Of reason's inclination for a means done
Can we stir the life of another again, for silence dies?
Yes, without you...
Marveling at the secret's of wine and honey
We know the truth defiant, to come and go like a view
Of the rarity of age's in stilled lore, as if only...
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Silent Heed`s Of Chastity Knocked, Well...
Silent Heed`s Of Chastity Knocked, Well...
