WINE AND GATES
Limes And Cocoanut's, Time's Answering Chance's
Tradition in a voice's clue
The mar of unction, for one more gift
Tongues and the ache of dissuasion, ever the could
To remember the taste of how, the peace we lift...
To a higher plane, where the tone of able...
Stares and faired hope, the count of liberty
To wish in the deserved light, we enable
To see the sincerity of courage so sound, we heard it for each...
Curious? weary with a soul that didn't, simplicity?
Condoned like the breath of cold and somber, testimony
Of a future worth the callous, the vaster challenge, the ruse of implicity
Can a dried cheek, with a promise in the smiles of other's, have done a comely...?
Wing's and snow
Terror in the face of another, friend of sincere take
If the role of vaguery ever was a lip to show
The press of unity in ours, has, a passionate enough sake...
Like a wall to the south, the redress of uniqueness to serve, an angel
Is the life of sojourn and hurry, for anger to seek a new carry
Of witnessed few's of eyes so bright, that many will seem the bared fear, will
We ever be the silence of destruction same, to keep a vanity, or your prayer's?
Penny's with a home, named the risks of empathy, for a new voice
That is even the torment of subsiding water's, the paces of virtue...
To calm a new, passion in the brooking weal we see, is a neglected choice
What has this voice said, use to shed the misery of comment, that has each to rue...
Pride? so many more, so many for...
The light we have, for a season of actual life
To sweeten the mire of inanity that is a welfare to understand scorn
Of a bared silence in the half, of courage's come with a decency that is rife...
The mar of unction, for one more gift
Tongues and the ache of dissuasion, ever the could
To remember the taste of how, the peace we lift...
To a higher plane, where the tone of able...
Stares and faired hope, the count of liberty
To wish in the deserved light, we enable
To see the sincerity of courage so sound, we heard it for each...
Curious? weary with a soul that didn't, simplicity?
Condoned like the breath of cold and somber, testimony
Of a future worth the callous, the vaster challenge, the ruse of implicity
Can a dried cheek, with a promise in the smiles of other's, have done a comely...?
Wing's and snow
Terror in the face of another, friend of sincere take
If the role of vaguery ever was a lip to show
The press of unity in ours, has, a passionate enough sake...
Like a wall to the south, the redress of uniqueness to serve, an angel
Is the life of sojourn and hurry, for anger to seek a new carry
Of witnessed few's of eyes so bright, that many will seem the bared fear, will
We ever be the silence of destruction same, to keep a vanity, or your prayer's?
Penny's with a home, named the risks of empathy, for a new voice
That is even the torment of subsiding water's, the paces of virtue...
To calm a new, passion in the brooking weal we see, is a neglected choice
What has this voice said, use to shed the misery of comment, that has each to rue...
Pride? so many more, so many for...
The light we have, for a season of actual life
To sweeten the mire of inanity that is a welfare to understand scorn
Of a bared silence in the half, of courage's come with a decency that is rife...
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Limes And Cocoanut`s, Time`s Answering Chance`s
Limes And Cocoanut`s, Time`s Answering Chance`s
