WINE AND GATES
Empathy, Time And Urging The Nine Muses (Here Lip...)
Lovely day, we are having...
Aspire in the till, of our heart's consent
Impressive goal's in the markedly few, and saving
Of thing's given, as a liberty to seek our sincerity said, sense
Wishes in the hand's of other's...
Penny's of drama seemingly come to urbanity
The tale of harmony to look amid bothersome...
The decision older by the days, to have a soul that knows disparity...?
Shared assumption, at a stream of conscience named desire...
Quiet harboring and strength to detail, the silence we worded
With assuaged lip's and the martyrdom of a callous ire?
Taken to the dream's of essence, to see if a heart can be girded...
Simple lesson's from a gift of seldom, the tooth of responsibility
Asking order and the march of trying, to lucidate the known
Isn't and fear, the question of mercy in a creation we keep, with impunity...?
The foremost kiss of chance? when and where is a pace of season, enmity grown?
When it's ourselves, and the rationality of a stead seen?
Priveleged with animosity to seek our life, as a way was...
Deliverance of prodigy, and the smile of baring to measure the been
With a redoubt, in the sore way we survive the moment of us...
Gaiety's house on the corner, we see the pronounced future in a caring, instinct
Toward the smile, we beseech as a role of veracity to account, the else
Of a which and the needs of worth, to typify the soul of watching and honoring the means
What is the name of that familiarity? what is the mere to hear, the squalour of minding weal's?
Never, and ever
To work like a stiff breeze in the bared seclusion we see is a possiblity of condition
Taken to extreme's of similarity to a sculpted statue or the spanking of a youthful behind...
Scares and fairing the lie of dependancy sent, to reprove the sensation of intuition...?
Angel, and the reach of another rainbow in the stir of stay and honor, also...
Anger, and themselve's to look deep into each other's eye's, and say, "I love you"
Angst, and the drive of summation that was written on the pompossity of a wall, though
Authority, and the misery we seem, the order of condemnation that signed its own, good?
Make your accusation's now, the child was a truer difference...
Deferring to clamor, and the coping here and now, the truth was a dim light
To save the riches of many, in the name, of superiority that has the lip's to lands...
Sought for a candor, we can't afford, without a patience for what was majority mightier...?
Aspire in the till, of our heart's consent
Impressive goal's in the markedly few, and saving
Of thing's given, as a liberty to seek our sincerity said, sense
Wishes in the hand's of other's...
Penny's of drama seemingly come to urbanity
The tale of harmony to look amid bothersome...
The decision older by the days, to have a soul that knows disparity...?
Shared assumption, at a stream of conscience named desire...
Quiet harboring and strength to detail, the silence we worded
With assuaged lip's and the martyrdom of a callous ire?
Taken to the dream's of essence, to see if a heart can be girded...
Simple lesson's from a gift of seldom, the tooth of responsibility
Asking order and the march of trying, to lucidate the known
Isn't and fear, the question of mercy in a creation we keep, with impunity...?
The foremost kiss of chance? when and where is a pace of season, enmity grown?
When it's ourselves, and the rationality of a stead seen?
Priveleged with animosity to seek our life, as a way was...
Deliverance of prodigy, and the smile of baring to measure the been
With a redoubt, in the sore way we survive the moment of us...
Gaiety's house on the corner, we see the pronounced future in a caring, instinct
Toward the smile, we beseech as a role of veracity to account, the else
Of a which and the needs of worth, to typify the soul of watching and honoring the means
What is the name of that familiarity? what is the mere to hear, the squalour of minding weal's?
Never, and ever
To work like a stiff breeze in the bared seclusion we see is a possiblity of condition
Taken to extreme's of similarity to a sculpted statue or the spanking of a youthful behind...
Scares and fairing the lie of dependancy sent, to reprove the sensation of intuition...?
Angel, and the reach of another rainbow in the stir of stay and honor, also...
Anger, and themselve's to look deep into each other's eye's, and say, "I love you"
Angst, and the drive of summation that was written on the pompossity of a wall, though
Authority, and the misery we seem, the order of condemnation that signed its own, good?
Make your accusation's now, the child was a truer difference...
Deferring to clamor, and the coping here and now, the truth was a dim light
To save the riches of many, in the name, of superiority that has the lip's to lands...
Sought for a candor, we can't afford, without a patience for what was majority mightier...?
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Empathy, Time And Urging The Nine Muses (Here Lip...)
Empathy, Time And Urging The Nine Muses (Here Lip...)