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Fire
Done. Crippled. Fear.
The list begins
Caught on fire
Raised Roman Catholic
Everyone plays pretend
Like we're all kind
The imagery is wicked
Licking tongues with the devil
The truth.
We're all decorated
Dressed in black
Mourning the day
Torched, rubbish, vindictive
Wrestling with demons
Nightmares on our street
The fire rages
The list begins
Caught on fire
Raised Roman Catholic
Everyone plays pretend
Like we're all kind
The imagery is wicked
Licking tongues with the devil
The truth.
We're all decorated
Dressed in black
Mourning the day
Torched, rubbish, vindictive
Wrestling with demons
Nightmares on our street
The fire rages
Published 17th Aug 2015
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Anonymous
17th Aug 2015 6:53pm
Willow, this is brilliant.. such raw emotion.. beautifully done, love the imagery.. into my list it goes.. much respect..
Dave
Dave
20th Aug 2015 00:03am
23rd Aug 2015 11:39pm
27th Aug 2015 7:42pm
Sounds just like the religious crowd... Hypocritical to the bone
Ironic thing is, it's all apparent.
Church-goers are the most translucent
group: they just try to put on a good facade.
I'm glad that I came across this piece... Pan
Welcome to DUP
Ironic thing is, it's all apparent.
Church-goers are the most translucent
group: they just try to put on a good facade.
I'm glad that I came across this piece... Pan
Welcome to DUP
