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Pretty to fickle, all true Sovereign in light, and due Sacred with love, come soon Time can hospitality, sated who? Rhythm of a pacing simplicity Acts and freedom, to tell a story... Shy faces, with these we indignancy A callous form and its sources, with which we worry... Worlds away... The dancing now, and its vice with how Suggestion is timid, and stoic, shade Saving the gift of suppose, we notice allow... Voiced anger, the rhythm of mere suggestion Havoc, to come and question, a far away silence...? Minds to verify a given stone, the break for intimation? Is ours; are they esteem, or are they courting a promises chance? Pity a fool for the future...? So somber, the cares in lent choices, the truth has become A character in a kiss, violent enough to worth curiosity Of the pain we see, a chastity to accept a savior for home? Epitaph, to a drama in the street Sudden lips of shame, and the take of finite stares to heaven Wishes and carnal know, the none you felt in heat In the hour, and with time to slam doors, done is our reason...
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Jul 7, 2023
Jul 7, 2023 at 7:27 PM UTC
Lips Of Stolen Kindness, With Ghosts To Bless