WINE AND GATES
Heartburn, Construe's My Sullen, Not...
Alleged, privileged, legend
Taken before the snores of candor...
Truer to ascertain, the toward likewise we mend
All of a chaste, to serve the land a personage
Tradition holds, a beautiful eye for yours...
Supremacy and cathartic heed, to wonder in my have
Secret's and measure for thinking, the role of a bright mind worth's
Like a harrowing heart on the behalf of other's, with a kindness to save...
The riches of vestige, which we shared in the decency to actual
Finish of guidance we remember is a kiss, made in love's watch
For the nature of unity to come, the told hiatus of grievance we might with, will...?
A friend of many years, save you from a button in the hand, or its reason to match?
Carnal knowledge or the waiting of a notion in the realm of possibility?
Is a relationship with fate comes, the sparseness of simplicity
Woes in the realm of unity to form, the eye of heroism, with a climbing suspicion, whimsy
Is a raging hell in the comfort of home, to weal the supposed with an asking, inferiority?
Life to a don't
Don't wade in when you see my, anger...?
When all you have is the taste of my smile? as if a windy excuse in the won't
Just who is getting killed here, the moment's until liberty's fire, is a lucre for danger?
Sound like lust?
Still the iconic freeze of senses to find their root's
In the space of courage and the mighty wealth of ushering in, an idiot's just
Verges on insanity and the vice of vanity, has your toe, for the delirium of sin, so mute...
Create a key, and fear the dread which is a fight with memories of rapport for angel's?
Sake the lock of mystery, for the ribald honesty of a thumbprint to secure levity to psyche?
Many more secret's of seldom seen wishes, few the scope of ubiquitous sense, for hell's?
Sour old and with a mighty foul tooth for the rest of us, when my needs are the future likened?
Keep the shirt you think so fancy, being the derision of meaning none, to a lived forth
The saliency of reason's in fair, the goal of uniqueness to quandry in the smile we offer again
To a truer fruit of difference that has the calm of piety for yearn, youth, and yearned
Problems with a color that only matches the forrest for the tree's, letting irony see the sin?
Taken before the snores of candor...
Truer to ascertain, the toward likewise we mend
All of a chaste, to serve the land a personage
Tradition holds, a beautiful eye for yours...
Supremacy and cathartic heed, to wonder in my have
Secret's and measure for thinking, the role of a bright mind worth's
Like a harrowing heart on the behalf of other's, with a kindness to save...
The riches of vestige, which we shared in the decency to actual
Finish of guidance we remember is a kiss, made in love's watch
For the nature of unity to come, the told hiatus of grievance we might with, will...?
A friend of many years, save you from a button in the hand, or its reason to match?
Carnal knowledge or the waiting of a notion in the realm of possibility?
Is a relationship with fate comes, the sparseness of simplicity
Woes in the realm of unity to form, the eye of heroism, with a climbing suspicion, whimsy
Is a raging hell in the comfort of home, to weal the supposed with an asking, inferiority?
Life to a don't
Don't wade in when you see my, anger...?
When all you have is the taste of my smile? as if a windy excuse in the won't
Just who is getting killed here, the moment's until liberty's fire, is a lucre for danger?
Sound like lust?
Still the iconic freeze of senses to find their root's
In the space of courage and the mighty wealth of ushering in, an idiot's just
Verges on insanity and the vice of vanity, has your toe, for the delirium of sin, so mute...
Create a key, and fear the dread which is a fight with memories of rapport for angel's?
Sake the lock of mystery, for the ribald honesty of a thumbprint to secure levity to psyche?
Many more secret's of seldom seen wishes, few the scope of ubiquitous sense, for hell's?
Sour old and with a mighty foul tooth for the rest of us, when my needs are the future likened?
Keep the shirt you think so fancy, being the derision of meaning none, to a lived forth
The saliency of reason's in fair, the goal of uniqueness to quandry in the smile we offer again
To a truer fruit of difference that has the calm of piety for yearn, youth, and yearned
Problems with a color that only matches the forrest for the tree's, letting irony see the sin?
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Heartburn, Construe`s My Sullen, Not...
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