WINE AND GATES
Alices Restaurant And Brief Ideas Came About, Boats
Lion's of the spaghetti
Do my feet smell like a dessert?
Can a heart spoken, make a pretty...
Much and needed contemplation, of a world's irksome more
Hell to pay, and he's to a choice
Terror and obsoletion of a moment with careful canniness
Of serendipity to where at the sound of a heralded voice
"Many minds and the sincerity of superiority at a glance"
Is it us, or them?
That made the silence act upon a hardship with the shame of creation?
That has the day of a militancy like a star in love with sorrow's problem
"My may and the sigh of sensability at of, and since, the insincerity..."
Mystery...
Is this me?
At both and held belief, to witness the callous refrain of comparison
And the stilled freedom of jealousy in the contempt, of a reasoning key?
Can a burden of light, to the nature of simplicity, save you from the ordeal
Of a power in the same, to witness the finish of a fresh curiosity at vice's
That have a solace of heathen might to it's heed, and hopeful kindred, to heal...
What was that, and the moment of gratuity we focus as a shared ark of denial...?
Prayer's...
Anarchy in the smile of another, and a honor in charisma to live, for yearning lucre
Seclusion and intellect in love, with aspect and respect for a careful salvation's heir
Of your's being, the here and now, with a lip for suicide that has a limit to it's rapture
Again we say, "Might and imagination to serve, the duress of a coming and going, with piety"
"Is a real enough time, that some would with am's God of ask and lienancy"
"To collect a candle in the bright eye's of judged cope and heroism to survive, anxiety"
None has spoken, except the privleged count of risen youth's, we find to be misery"
Craving another cheese burger?
With fries and a pickle?
And a shared slurp of distance to the wind's of vice in a shrewd berry...
Tender was the night of the lord, and his stare at sovereignty, that has a worrying angel...
Do my feet smell like a dessert?
Can a heart spoken, make a pretty...
Much and needed contemplation, of a world's irksome more
Hell to pay, and he's to a choice
Terror and obsoletion of a moment with careful canniness
Of serendipity to where at the sound of a heralded voice
"Many minds and the sincerity of superiority at a glance"
Is it us, or them?
That made the silence act upon a hardship with the shame of creation?
That has the day of a militancy like a star in love with sorrow's problem
"My may and the sigh of sensability at of, and since, the insincerity..."
Mystery...
Is this me?
At both and held belief, to witness the callous refrain of comparison
And the stilled freedom of jealousy in the contempt, of a reasoning key?
Can a burden of light, to the nature of simplicity, save you from the ordeal
Of a power in the same, to witness the finish of a fresh curiosity at vice's
That have a solace of heathen might to it's heed, and hopeful kindred, to heal...
What was that, and the moment of gratuity we focus as a shared ark of denial...?
Prayer's...
Anarchy in the smile of another, and a honor in charisma to live, for yearning lucre
Seclusion and intellect in love, with aspect and respect for a careful salvation's heir
Of your's being, the here and now, with a lip for suicide that has a limit to it's rapture
Again we say, "Might and imagination to serve, the duress of a coming and going, with piety"
"Is a real enough time, that some would with am's God of ask and lienancy"
"To collect a candle in the bright eye's of judged cope and heroism to survive, anxiety"
None has spoken, except the privleged count of risen youth's, we find to be misery"
Craving another cheese burger?
With fries and a pickle?
And a shared slurp of distance to the wind's of vice in a shrewd berry...
Tender was the night of the lord, and his stare at sovereignty, that has a worrying angel...
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Alices Restaurant And Brief Ideas Came About, Boats
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