Poetry of NerveClasp
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NerveClasp - Wine
| all that is mine tonight is wine strive to divine the line have no barriers to try to gain prize only truth is a lie in disguise power to run in blind and glide enjoy the flow of time no rewind power to turn to the sky and fly willing to live this life till I die cover my eyes with night but not blind have hate to all those grinds without suffering a decline see all your tricks I won't buy for a dime consider all your chimes as a grime it is better to be mime than to lie thoughts are so sublime like a slime cut my soul with a chive still alive self-controll is deprived cause of wine something eventually I'll derive in one strive not everything will survive a test-drive all that is mine tonight is wine strive to divine the line | |
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