WINE AND GATES
Tears In Need, Save Heathen In Peculiar Stead
Cricket in love, wishes above the coming sigh
Happy old clasp, of days justice
To seem a sincere fellow, the west with a new shy
For the cares of demand in a handhold, the coming introduction to vice
Penny and sand, the tired eyes we deem a creation indistinct...?
A tell to when, the smile of use to give, to reason...
The kind and the acts of waiting for a dread elect
With all thing's human, comes the fascination of seasons...
Curiosity is like a pretty house
Taken with a calm, to surmise an anxious day
The live and let love, of a conscience to simplify thou's
In line of a still thriving patience to say...
Pining for such, the daydreams we make a courage
To overwhelm the needy ides of composure, so fine
Found in the similarity to confirm us, the few and the wage
Of sincerity in motion, to know a devoid sight, for almost trying...
Happy again, a cricket will seem a little surprised...
The tale of winds of change, come for the distance, to ought and heed
In relationship, the taste of superiority to find, the corners of lives...
Set apart from other's, like hands that held the share of continued seed?
Ailing and frail, the eyes of dismay, will notice the count of duress
That is a logic in fathomed gall, if not gallantry to serve, the have
Of whether we are the soul of austerity, or the deplorabiliity of a house with a guest
Chances of white eyes, and the sign's of dissuasion to know, the candid half...
Alien and final, the hindrance of distaste, will notice the cares of deem
That hark amid serious hap, the minority of since to welcome a new risk
In the miles of vestige, the majority of immediacy in history, for a limb
Of difference, to keep a house at the entourage of collusion, that is a wish...
Arms and legs, sour accord arraigned to know the disharmony in our view
Is a heaven above, with a knowledge for each, the risen monicker of yearning...?
For a new soul, in front of the many, more than a question to who...
A speed in your sails, a heart in your moment's, a sense for fear, and an eye earning...
Happy old clasp, of days justice
To seem a sincere fellow, the west with a new shy
For the cares of demand in a handhold, the coming introduction to vice
Penny and sand, the tired eyes we deem a creation indistinct...?
A tell to when, the smile of use to give, to reason...
The kind and the acts of waiting for a dread elect
With all thing's human, comes the fascination of seasons...
Curiosity is like a pretty house
Taken with a calm, to surmise an anxious day
The live and let love, of a conscience to simplify thou's
In line of a still thriving patience to say...
Pining for such, the daydreams we make a courage
To overwhelm the needy ides of composure, so fine
Found in the similarity to confirm us, the few and the wage
Of sincerity in motion, to know a devoid sight, for almost trying...
Happy again, a cricket will seem a little surprised...
The tale of winds of change, come for the distance, to ought and heed
In relationship, the taste of superiority to find, the corners of lives...
Set apart from other's, like hands that held the share of continued seed?
Ailing and frail, the eyes of dismay, will notice the count of duress
That is a logic in fathomed gall, if not gallantry to serve, the have
Of whether we are the soul of austerity, or the deplorabiliity of a house with a guest
Chances of white eyes, and the sign's of dissuasion to know, the candid half...
Alien and final, the hindrance of distaste, will notice the cares of deem
That hark amid serious hap, the minority of since to welcome a new risk
In the miles of vestige, the majority of immediacy in history, for a limb
Of difference, to keep a house at the entourage of collusion, that is a wish...
Arms and legs, sour accord arraigned to know the disharmony in our view
Is a heaven above, with a knowledge for each, the risen monicker of yearning...?
For a new soul, in front of the many, more than a question to who...
A speed in your sails, a heart in your moment's, a sense for fear, and an eye earning...
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Tears In Need, Save Heathen In Peculiar Stead
Tears In Need, Save Heathen In Peculiar Stead