WINE AND GATES
Candles,That Due To Wiser Wax, Wane...
Poles and italics
What we know and adore
Riddles and children of softer eyes, the rise of might
That seeks no once to do the obvious, limit's to austere worth?
Patterned after since, a real and adding justice
Twain and guarantee, of a sincere friend
In the tow of sensitivity, we admit, is our only vice
To wink and assure, a told with and heard without, come to an end
Go invest young man...
Long in the outing, if not pout of simplicity
Marvel with us, the common dole, and heeding patronage of can
A lone may in the spill of a legend to light, give you a seasoned kiss?
Silly old me, the tart and the taste of omni-portent
A season's homage, and the claim of joy in another's day
Wearing the cloth, of silence and its honor, a soul's tongue that meant...
Patience is a final and wayward kindness, knowing the begin of a world's share?
Shadow's and hunger, to remember a safety in the more
Sunshine and halt of a coming clarity to seek the better of you
Presence of mind put to liberty's ease, if not bed, we see your war
With a reality in tow, of a coming have, that suggests you compliment us, with who...
Privileged to attest, the conscience of you?
Panic at the sight of couth, that is our beck and call?
Sweeten a moment with use and abuse, to clash with a justices rue?
Purpose a shallow comment to the nature of first and last, heaven so tall?
Looking forth, west
Here is my need in same, with a reasoned call
To indecisions mind, the airs and the actual mercy, we met
Become a living sign of the times, with a raging kindred, to find it all...
Home for the honesty in a rational heed
Set to rights and hours, to lengthen the forces of lead, ever more
Laud and delve with us, the law of committing a hope to seed
Been backward, avidly an eye to seclude ironically, is a pyric victory really ours or foreign?
What we know and adore
Riddles and children of softer eyes, the rise of might
That seeks no once to do the obvious, limit's to austere worth?
Patterned after since, a real and adding justice
Twain and guarantee, of a sincere friend
In the tow of sensitivity, we admit, is our only vice
To wink and assure, a told with and heard without, come to an end
Go invest young man...
Long in the outing, if not pout of simplicity
Marvel with us, the common dole, and heeding patronage of can
A lone may in the spill of a legend to light, give you a seasoned kiss?
Silly old me, the tart and the taste of omni-portent
A season's homage, and the claim of joy in another's day
Wearing the cloth, of silence and its honor, a soul's tongue that meant...
Patience is a final and wayward kindness, knowing the begin of a world's share?
Shadow's and hunger, to remember a safety in the more
Sunshine and halt of a coming clarity to seek the better of you
Presence of mind put to liberty's ease, if not bed, we see your war
With a reality in tow, of a coming have, that suggests you compliment us, with who...
Privileged to attest, the conscience of you?
Panic at the sight of couth, that is our beck and call?
Sweeten a moment with use and abuse, to clash with a justices rue?
Purpose a shallow comment to the nature of first and last, heaven so tall?
Looking forth, west
Here is my need in same, with a reasoned call
To indecisions mind, the airs and the actual mercy, we met
Become a living sign of the times, with a raging kindred, to find it all...
Home for the honesty in a rational heed
Set to rights and hours, to lengthen the forces of lead, ever more
Laud and delve with us, the law of committing a hope to seed
Been backward, avidly an eye to seclude ironically, is a pyric victory really ours or foreign?
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Candles,That Due To Wiser Wax, Wane...
Candles,That Due To Wiser Wax, Wane...
