WINE AND GATES
Poignant Turn's Of A Bitter Road, Still Don't...?
Liberty is a lady
Safety, in mind for you...
Treasured ideas and the imagination of who, maybe
The tale of guidance, that guaranteed simplicity due?
Sharing the cold shoulder, and making the jest of essence
We avail ourselves to her, the common poise
And prayer of situations excellent though, again
To render the insight of decency we are, to a honesty's choice?
Total's of compromise, and circumnal chance
Well to see the quandary of a child, make the stir of the day...
Seasoned fury, shalling here, galling luridness; known for a glance
Of questions and answer's to surmise the condition of emergence, from may
Story of a silent partnership, made in the dreams of a dragon worth not...
The curiosity and virtuosity of miserable neglect, but the same with a risk?
Taken to upheavel, for the riches of opinion to still, the surviving lot
Of causial promises and forces that begin, with the words to spell, is...
A lover a broken eye, with no sense for a needy glare?
Shame and heat to name the salt of vice, for a risen prophet
Torn between thank's and the hunger of insidious more, freedom, the fair...
Have seen the compliance, of a dole so sound, that some even would without it
Praise being, houses of the holy knowing what they do
Maybe anxiety is a raging door, with a secret with pain and pandering pride
Lived with, and woven sanity to excuse another real, but somehow's crush of who...
Courage is our reward, from any and all, to know a lip of sincerity, so sighed
Powers that could, silence in the truer soul of instinctual harmony
Tradition to keep another priceless kiss of virtue examined, and moment's of good
Intent with a new friend, to suggest a happy conscience is a righteous gift to poor let
Known to this, and the rise of earning that, the tool's of solace that come, for a jude...
Does destiny and flattery ever matter?
Aspire and coping caring charisma, to count the hairs of a difference
Shade for a climatic ode, the offering of desperation to know, a callous ladder
To the same of heaven, willing but one more be saved, for the risks of reasons and...
Safety, in mind for you...
Treasured ideas and the imagination of who, maybe
The tale of guidance, that guaranteed simplicity due?
Sharing the cold shoulder, and making the jest of essence
We avail ourselves to her, the common poise
And prayer of situations excellent though, again
To render the insight of decency we are, to a honesty's choice?
Total's of compromise, and circumnal chance
Well to see the quandary of a child, make the stir of the day...
Seasoned fury, shalling here, galling luridness; known for a glance
Of questions and answer's to surmise the condition of emergence, from may
Story of a silent partnership, made in the dreams of a dragon worth not...
The curiosity and virtuosity of miserable neglect, but the same with a risk?
Taken to upheavel, for the riches of opinion to still, the surviving lot
Of causial promises and forces that begin, with the words to spell, is...
A lover a broken eye, with no sense for a needy glare?
Shame and heat to name the salt of vice, for a risen prophet
Torn between thank's and the hunger of insidious more, freedom, the fair...
Have seen the compliance, of a dole so sound, that some even would without it
Praise being, houses of the holy knowing what they do
Maybe anxiety is a raging door, with a secret with pain and pandering pride
Lived with, and woven sanity to excuse another real, but somehow's crush of who...
Courage is our reward, from any and all, to know a lip of sincerity, so sighed
Powers that could, silence in the truer soul of instinctual harmony
Tradition to keep another priceless kiss of virtue examined, and moment's of good
Intent with a new friend, to suggest a happy conscience is a righteous gift to poor let
Known to this, and the rise of earning that, the tool's of solace that come, for a jude...
Does destiny and flattery ever matter?
Aspire and coping caring charisma, to count the hairs of a difference
Shade for a climatic ode, the offering of desperation to know, a callous ladder
To the same of heaven, willing but one more be saved, for the risks of reasons and...
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Poignant Turn`s Of A Bitter Road, Still Don`t...?
Poignant Turn`s Of A Bitter Road, Still Don`t...?
