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At The Edge Of The Flames
Swaying with the limbs
of a restless night
the vibrations from hell
keeping me up
Moans and laughter seep through the floorboards
smoke choking the room
the wind screeching
like an emergency broadcast signal
I played it safe
and now the torment lies in the exclusion,
my people in the throes of unthinkable perversions
and I wasn't invited.
of a restless night
the vibrations from hell
keeping me up
Moans and laughter seep through the floorboards
smoke choking the room
the wind screeching
like an emergency broadcast signal
I played it safe
and now the torment lies in the exclusion,
my people in the throes of unthinkable perversions
and I wasn't invited.
Published 10th Oct 2018
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