WINE AND GATES
Given A Lamb For Damn, Is Heaven The Wanting?
Yet withheld yesterday
Gift's, the stern reply of today
Future consolation with a frank nativity
All and mere, the doldrum of sense to find, history
Life with an obscure path to mind austerity?
Fashion and the compare of heroism lasting, the tale of mercy?
To a whethering risk's and the soul of virginity...
Where a fate in the cloud's of a silver lining, is a worry?
Candor for the dear of heart, seeing is believing
Instinct with a right to silence, has a speed in mind for passionate and late
Courage in heat of simplicity's sake, is a road to conceiving eave's...?
Has my name by the legend of sincerity, I claim is a guidance to sate...
What am I?
As shrewd as a common energy is, some people miss the obvious
Can we deem the notion of fear, conscience or perception nighed
This you, if you think the world of it, sometimes has a sibling to discuss...
Why to serve a wail of chaste, has the sense to confirm the ordeal...
Have and to held guarantee, the crying of mar's and fruit of harmony, in no planned virtue...
But the smile of uncertainty, is meant to be a care in motion, for a rued save of heel...
Taken to risen may's and the richness of deed's that break the mold of witnessing the could...
Being of sound mine and nobody, the treatice of voice in your hand is the matter?
Paces and faces of vision in terror's mire, to overwhelm the miracle of presence of mention?
When and where for, the question's of presumed innocense, until guilt is a share of flattery?
Worth one more hiccup of distance and future severity, we have for a collapse of contention?
Than, why, the doors of stead and the idea fewed, for a craving of shame?
People's with a marriage of summation in time, know the placement of hark, to condition are
The faith of clarity in the norm, we suggest is a rational of uniqueness to the name
Happy, with a pride to deserve the clash of existence?, this house is anguish to start...
Mayhem?
The nuance of sensation and the might in the needs of another mind
Misery is a waiting head on your shoulder's, with family to mention not, nor war
The tale of dissonance and the many uses of anger in the voice of bother, of a naked find...
Gift's, the stern reply of today
Future consolation with a frank nativity
All and mere, the doldrum of sense to find, history
Life with an obscure path to mind austerity?
Fashion and the compare of heroism lasting, the tale of mercy?
To a whethering risk's and the soul of virginity...
Where a fate in the cloud's of a silver lining, is a worry?
Candor for the dear of heart, seeing is believing
Instinct with a right to silence, has a speed in mind for passionate and late
Courage in heat of simplicity's sake, is a road to conceiving eave's...?
Has my name by the legend of sincerity, I claim is a guidance to sate...
What am I?
As shrewd as a common energy is, some people miss the obvious
Can we deem the notion of fear, conscience or perception nighed
This you, if you think the world of it, sometimes has a sibling to discuss...
Why to serve a wail of chaste, has the sense to confirm the ordeal...
Have and to held guarantee, the crying of mar's and fruit of harmony, in no planned virtue...
But the smile of uncertainty, is meant to be a care in motion, for a rued save of heel...
Taken to risen may's and the richness of deed's that break the mold of witnessing the could...
Being of sound mine and nobody, the treatice of voice in your hand is the matter?
Paces and faces of vision in terror's mire, to overwhelm the miracle of presence of mention?
When and where for, the question's of presumed innocense, until guilt is a share of flattery?
Worth one more hiccup of distance and future severity, we have for a collapse of contention?
Than, why, the doors of stead and the idea fewed, for a craving of shame?
People's with a marriage of summation in time, know the placement of hark, to condition are
The faith of clarity in the norm, we suggest is a rational of uniqueness to the name
Happy, with a pride to deserve the clash of existence?, this house is anguish to start...
Mayhem?
The nuance of sensation and the might in the needs of another mind
Misery is a waiting head on your shoulder's, with family to mention not, nor war
The tale of dissonance and the many uses of anger in the voice of bother, of a naked find...
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Given A Lamb For Damn, Is Heaven The Wanting?
Given A Lamb For Damn, Is Heaven The Wanting?
