WINE AND GATES
Two Hell Without A Name For Jaded May, Be?
Calamity in seven faces
Stone true, to ourselves for a question
Is a miscued kiss, the very or the harrowing of sates
To welcome a reason to a miracle of unique, blessing
However, the truth is our provost..
Proven rational to the secrecy of an unction
In the deserved light of curious meant, sometimes lost
But given to accept, the prowess of redemption...
Fruition in hindsight, the deliverance of another, angel
To the suppose and finery of candid here, to know one
Themselves in love, with a brighter few, than our wealth
To seem but a better live, the catch of dreams on furthering fun?
Shame was a demonstration here, the tell tale habit of onus for a unity to homage
The letting eye of seclusion, for whence the misery we know
Is a horror to price's pain, the completeness of decency suggested, for a life to wage
The calling of uniqueness in the might, we keep for a belet world, owe
Tension made, tension known
The terror we see, is a reason found, for a clashing honor
To secure the willfulness of libertine more, loved
By the scope of thing's to came, valor
Should a true friend know your self for a risen martyr?
Is a regression of youth in motion, the only way to save a tear?
Will the misery to give, the notion of yearning if reign's of power's weird?
Can my needy save, be the length's of witnessing the blessing of fear?
Shoulder's to survive the wind, for its vile condition of simplicity
Sake and sacred, taken for a soul with no future, in the mire of sources
We collude the seen, the right to heed, the yours of seem, with implicity
Care one step more, if anything but jealousy? here is loves forces...
Stone true, to ourselves for a question
Is a miscued kiss, the very or the harrowing of sates
To welcome a reason to a miracle of unique, blessing
However, the truth is our provost..
Proven rational to the secrecy of an unction
In the deserved light of curious meant, sometimes lost
But given to accept, the prowess of redemption...
Fruition in hindsight, the deliverance of another, angel
To the suppose and finery of candid here, to know one
Themselves in love, with a brighter few, than our wealth
To seem but a better live, the catch of dreams on furthering fun?
Shame was a demonstration here, the tell tale habit of onus for a unity to homage
The letting eye of seclusion, for whence the misery we know
Is a horror to price's pain, the completeness of decency suggested, for a life to wage
The calling of uniqueness in the might, we keep for a belet world, owe
Tension made, tension known
The terror we see, is a reason found, for a clashing honor
To secure the willfulness of libertine more, loved
By the scope of thing's to came, valor
Should a true friend know your self for a risen martyr?
Is a regression of youth in motion, the only way to save a tear?
Will the misery to give, the notion of yearning if reign's of power's weird?
Can my needy save, be the length's of witnessing the blessing of fear?
Shoulder's to survive the wind, for its vile condition of simplicity
Sake and sacred, taken for a soul with no future, in the mire of sources
We collude the seen, the right to heed, the yours of seem, with implicity
Care one step more, if anything but jealousy? here is loves forces...
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Two Hell Without A Name For Jaded May, Be?
Two Hell Without A Name For Jaded May, Be?
