WINE AND GATES
Fate Of A Challenger And Our Silence...
No chance untoward?
Thorough or been the accord
Sweat in a rage, to survive a morrow
Has a laugh, I know is myself heard...
When doves cry, the still of the night
Wishes and finished treatise, the courage of being...
The liberty to seek, in the name of paces we fight?
From here to etc., eternal alacrity caring...
Penny found on the pillow
Wealth in a room, to surmise the better of me
Candid and with roles, of season's in the gift's we allow
To mind the service of ideal's, is a relationship with need's?
Profound, the took and forsook, poetry of pride...
Seclusive, the alumni of seldom, to ask a reaching star...
Weirdness, is a travail of sore eye's, the token of unruly snide...
Avidity, to emphasize the could shoulder of when we are...
Baby's awake...
See the most and again a host of might
Make the need's of nuance, and guarantee a name sake
Will a heaven or heathen, suggest the reality, meant like shyness?
Baby's make more babies...
And the absolution of waiting on the smile of conscience's, that accustom you
To a welcoming hand, the embrace of sincerity, stead and deeds
We have a new name for you, might a reason in the pale, cry when all else is true?
Baby's cry like strength...
Till we meet again, the hour and decision of cope in heed for truth, altogether?
Reigning upon a chance in duty, to pose freedom's we may, at length?
Silly name's for devotion, that has seen beauty in causes we made ourselves, know is anger...
Baby's embrace a city...
Lent a decency of frustration and the milling purpose behind a host
Won't a future claim to seek a justice's ordeal, begin with stoic intimacy?
Like the duress of a simple eye to fall in love, can a proper silence be given to those?
Baby's aid a country...
Fruition to unique consciences, is a relationship we can all afford?
Truer to inner most desire, and the call of energy's to world's behalf, civility
Is a walk in the park, a kiss with paradise, and a boding to suggest, we were...
Thorough or been the accord
Sweat in a rage, to survive a morrow
Has a laugh, I know is myself heard...
When doves cry, the still of the night
Wishes and finished treatise, the courage of being...
The liberty to seek, in the name of paces we fight?
From here to etc., eternal alacrity caring...
Penny found on the pillow
Wealth in a room, to surmise the better of me
Candid and with roles, of season's in the gift's we allow
To mind the service of ideal's, is a relationship with need's?
Profound, the took and forsook, poetry of pride...
Seclusive, the alumni of seldom, to ask a reaching star...
Weirdness, is a travail of sore eye's, the token of unruly snide...
Avidity, to emphasize the could shoulder of when we are...
Baby's awake...
See the most and again a host of might
Make the need's of nuance, and guarantee a name sake
Will a heaven or heathen, suggest the reality, meant like shyness?
Baby's make more babies...
And the absolution of waiting on the smile of conscience's, that accustom you
To a welcoming hand, the embrace of sincerity, stead and deeds
We have a new name for you, might a reason in the pale, cry when all else is true?
Baby's cry like strength...
Till we meet again, the hour and decision of cope in heed for truth, altogether?
Reigning upon a chance in duty, to pose freedom's we may, at length?
Silly name's for devotion, that has seen beauty in causes we made ourselves, know is anger...
Baby's embrace a city...
Lent a decency of frustration and the milling purpose behind a host
Won't a future claim to seek a justice's ordeal, begin with stoic intimacy?
Like the duress of a simple eye to fall in love, can a proper silence be given to those?
Baby's aid a country...
Fruition to unique consciences, is a relationship we can all afford?
Truer to inner most desire, and the call of energy's to world's behalf, civility
Is a walk in the park, a kiss with paradise, and a boding to suggest, we were...
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Fate Of A Challenger And Our Silence...
Fate Of A Challenger And Our Silence...
