WINE AND GATES
Love And With No Egg's Salted, Tomorrow?.
War mantra
Avidly the stone, to dwell
Nearer to oddity, callousness and land
Devastation and shook hands, the gift of hell...?
Courses of a filial ship, with a solemn bell
Onward, the starkness of a candid mightiness
Needing the turn's of total's so worth, a calamity of ourselves?
Earn shined coins with no passion? here is a line of treasure's...
Fresh argument, with a compatriot with the times
Eating the shew and the urbanity of an uneasy voice?
As shrewd and certain as a childhood, can be, the star's of crying...?
Remember, the sigh of you, the waking have and save not; a passion is yearning for choice?
Limbs of stead, and the copper of a threshold to survive the inane...
And prices of divinity and the legend of compromise, to secure a decency, sans a neglection
Nary the adding truth, we favor for a laugh and the said, a host of ought, came with reign
Done and found with a thumbed nose, this savior is a lord of curiosity, preparing ask's world
Silence was our conscience, our curse, and our caste...
Asking the shall of another, does this bedlam of virtue have the whit's to cease...
The rage and the rancor of decision's past, and prayed for, as if a wish is nations
Eaves and decorum to wail, the sight of another woman, with an anger's motion in peace?
Good God, is this a pair of pant's?
Order's notion in patient smile's that never came, treacle...
Now, and the absolution of wonder, with a stomach for couth in what was, plant's...
Earthen names to suggest, are we the people of dalliance and the silence of might, we still
Baring the news of a searched for baring of wisdom, now come to the fore
Ably the cares of when we are, the simplcity of a flag, to overwhelm the neglect
Dream's of day's we were honored many and soul's of question's that began with intuition's war
Even if a rainment and the stir of a strength to bother, are we to see the shame, exactly?
Excuse from a bird in hand, and tenancy in the bush:
Asking smiles worth the candor of the seen, have the shared assurance of a shown windfall...?
Vexes that have seen the more of a vitamin in its role and history, to question a hushed
Embarrassed purpose in the shadow of concensus, that see's the shape of the world, paced little
Hence the reminder of a sewing kit, that says the work of a madman...
If tender was the years of complexity, we took for a curiosity to become truth
Now, in its first's and last's, to consider the moment's until a myth comes, with and
Driven to the sigh's of an eye, that has collected a new mercy in front of courage's youth...
Avidly the stone, to dwell
Nearer to oddity, callousness and land
Devastation and shook hands, the gift of hell...?
Courses of a filial ship, with a solemn bell
Onward, the starkness of a candid mightiness
Needing the turn's of total's so worth, a calamity of ourselves?
Earn shined coins with no passion? here is a line of treasure's...
Fresh argument, with a compatriot with the times
Eating the shew and the urbanity of an uneasy voice?
As shrewd and certain as a childhood, can be, the star's of crying...?
Remember, the sigh of you, the waking have and save not; a passion is yearning for choice?
Limbs of stead, and the copper of a threshold to survive the inane...
And prices of divinity and the legend of compromise, to secure a decency, sans a neglection
Nary the adding truth, we favor for a laugh and the said, a host of ought, came with reign
Done and found with a thumbed nose, this savior is a lord of curiosity, preparing ask's world
Silence was our conscience, our curse, and our caste...
Asking the shall of another, does this bedlam of virtue have the whit's to cease...
The rage and the rancor of decision's past, and prayed for, as if a wish is nations
Eaves and decorum to wail, the sight of another woman, with an anger's motion in peace?
Good God, is this a pair of pant's?
Order's notion in patient smile's that never came, treacle...
Now, and the absolution of wonder, with a stomach for couth in what was, plant's...
Earthen names to suggest, are we the people of dalliance and the silence of might, we still
Baring the news of a searched for baring of wisdom, now come to the fore
Ably the cares of when we are, the simplcity of a flag, to overwhelm the neglect
Dream's of day's we were honored many and soul's of question's that began with intuition's war
Even if a rainment and the stir of a strength to bother, are we to see the shame, exactly?
Excuse from a bird in hand, and tenancy in the bush:
Asking smiles worth the candor of the seen, have the shared assurance of a shown windfall...?
Vexes that have seen the more of a vitamin in its role and history, to question a hushed
Embarrassed purpose in the shadow of concensus, that see's the shape of the world, paced little
Hence the reminder of a sewing kit, that says the work of a madman...
If tender was the years of complexity, we took for a curiosity to become truth
Now, in its first's and last's, to consider the moment's until a myth comes, with and
Driven to the sigh's of an eye, that has collected a new mercy in front of courage's youth...
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