WINE AND GATES
Low Ends And High Amends Saving Kisses Same
Motion in the now
Stars we avow, to take and stay
Freedom asking the more, where is vice our first, allow?
Hope, do we keep the setting of the sun, with may?
Since we are, the decision of order's
Over the keep of and, the clamoring house
Of fear and fruition, seem is our reward...
To issue the past's irk, to the ordeal of thee and thou
In the stir of love...
To assume but once, the taste in a coulding source
Faced with the lapse of inner most desire, to a hopeful covenant
Is a rationality in the last, to see all, course for course?
Of a final boat, to the residue of the sun
Where and when, we saved each other for a laugh
If not the brutal tears, of compelling the world to song
Freedom is the expense of our soul's, and sake it to all who hath
A legend to hold for youth?
Misery and known usage, of a tongue of finality
Sense in the call, to wishes we serve, for a bridge to couth
Where the integrity of honor, is a work of seeking, the witnesses of divinity
Sound like food's on the table?
Prepared with hopeful joy and baring, the news of comprehensive
Avidly ourselves, tool's of reality to liberate a force of what will...
A savior's grace, made from the bright mind of heed, and a more over, to understand sensative
Time with an epilogue in the dour night
Sense from a begat season and the similarity to enthused harmony's we admit
Are the spill of light into the meager and true, a rule of thumb with the might
To sit in the presence of love, is to instill a conscience into all that would know it...
Stars we avow, to take and stay
Freedom asking the more, where is vice our first, allow?
Hope, do we keep the setting of the sun, with may?
Since we are, the decision of order's
Over the keep of and, the clamoring house
Of fear and fruition, seem is our reward...
To issue the past's irk, to the ordeal of thee and thou
In the stir of love...
To assume but once, the taste in a coulding source
Faced with the lapse of inner most desire, to a hopeful covenant
Is a rationality in the last, to see all, course for course?
Of a final boat, to the residue of the sun
Where and when, we saved each other for a laugh
If not the brutal tears, of compelling the world to song
Freedom is the expense of our soul's, and sake it to all who hath
A legend to hold for youth?
Misery and known usage, of a tongue of finality
Sense in the call, to wishes we serve, for a bridge to couth
Where the integrity of honor, is a work of seeking, the witnesses of divinity
Sound like food's on the table?
Prepared with hopeful joy and baring, the news of comprehensive
Avidly ourselves, tool's of reality to liberate a force of what will...
A savior's grace, made from the bright mind of heed, and a more over, to understand sensative
Time with an epilogue in the dour night
Sense from a begat season and the similarity to enthused harmony's we admit
Are the spill of light into the meager and true, a rule of thumb with the might
To sit in the presence of love, is to instill a conscience into all that would know it...
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Low Ends And High Amends Saving Kisses Same
Low Ends And High Amends Saving Kisses Same
