They favor asking's shade...? In metaphor, in gaiety; a tongue of many Has sat, in a question to fade Into a pallid existence, with truth, any
A kiss on a blind neck... My name is plain and introspect? Shun the court of luck When spare is fare, only sin reflect's...
Shame to dance: With a beguiled promise... Defend a savior, for my blindness With the climb to fruition, a seasoning of vice?
Courage in temptation's way... Sour notice of a justice, as a chide... Consequence keeps altruism, like the back of my hand... When became toward, is life it's own, snide...
The wages of where Hair is a persuasion's all, an eye In coolly collected sake, a charity Has come of age, with a rainbow for order's of another, silence...