WINE AND GATES
Shephards Convinced Angels Might Pray Each Rolling Stone...?
Truth be a damned poet...?
Salt in your shadow, was a herald to me
Shame and the decorum of a limerick, to whet...?
An appetite, with impressions and the vote of anarchy?
Sour old kisses we made, with a heated conversation
And the liberty we appraise, is a whole world...
Token ability and the cause of worth, with senses intimation
Youth has a breath to find, a clashing yearn, for what seems today is older
Such a marvelous simplicity, the might of a nobility
Careful admeasure, the rue of a rhyme we favor, is golden risks
We have the patience of greatness, for a limit and a lament in equality
Forces to entertain: can a happiness order and remain a friend, to myth's, is...?
This insight worth the language of portent, applied to callous moment's
Finishing a thought and season of curiosity, see the sport of king's?
Their first habit and our last, mind to call a house of regent's
A rational and ordained quality of what was ourselves seeking blessing?
See the common, come to these for a capable lore, a triangle?
Of simplicity, towardness and pittance
Saving the wish you saw, instinct versus the voice, of good sense for medians of all
A wish with a fortune attached? see the haps we adore, with the clash we dance...
Cold shudder's of light, and a host of completeness to argue
Strange endeavor, the taint and the obscurity of a being, situation?
Lent a craving and the crass beginning's, to a world larger for a picture, we would?
See us their, seem the quirk, seclude with the sharing, and rage at a head of encouraged sakes
Serpent's? and a ladder with your name on it
Stranger by the shame we introduce as a climate of comparison, if not waiting courage
Loft to another smile, we forbade from hearing the pride of a shallow work, to whit
Given the night you saw us, begat a sigh like a honor is a miracle, to understand imagination
Low, we due
Loved, we who
Lordly, we save youth
Lot, and his prayer to shoes, sweeter than due...
Salt in your shadow, was a herald to me
Shame and the decorum of a limerick, to whet...?
An appetite, with impressions and the vote of anarchy?
Sour old kisses we made, with a heated conversation
And the liberty we appraise, is a whole world...
Token ability and the cause of worth, with senses intimation
Youth has a breath to find, a clashing yearn, for what seems today is older
Such a marvelous simplicity, the might of a nobility
Careful admeasure, the rue of a rhyme we favor, is golden risks
We have the patience of greatness, for a limit and a lament in equality
Forces to entertain: can a happiness order and remain a friend, to myth's, is...?
This insight worth the language of portent, applied to callous moment's
Finishing a thought and season of curiosity, see the sport of king's?
Their first habit and our last, mind to call a house of regent's
A rational and ordained quality of what was ourselves seeking blessing?
See the common, come to these for a capable lore, a triangle?
Of simplicity, towardness and pittance
Saving the wish you saw, instinct versus the voice, of good sense for medians of all
A wish with a fortune attached? see the haps we adore, with the clash we dance...
Cold shudder's of light, and a host of completeness to argue
Strange endeavor, the taint and the obscurity of a being, situation?
Lent a craving and the crass beginning's, to a world larger for a picture, we would?
See us their, seem the quirk, seclude with the sharing, and rage at a head of encouraged sakes
Serpent's? and a ladder with your name on it
Stranger by the shame we introduce as a climate of comparison, if not waiting courage
Loft to another smile, we forbade from hearing the pride of a shallow work, to whit
Given the night you saw us, begat a sigh like a honor is a miracle, to understand imagination
Low, we due
Loved, we who
Lordly, we save youth
Lot, and his prayer to shoes, sweeter than due...
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Shephards Convinced Angels Might Pray Each Rolling Stone...?
Shephards Convinced Angels Might Pray Each Rolling Stone...?
