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Angels Spit Fire

I Speak To A Stone When I Am Alone

Beat On A Drum With An Old Bone

Write On A Wall When No One Calls

Sing A Dark Dirge As Each Angel Falls

Enraptured Captured By Love's Abyss

Then Freed By Some Final Primal Kiss

Left To Be The Me Of Me My Mystery

An Angel Hanging From A Devil's Tree

Between The Worlds Yet Still Unfurled

With Tongue Curled Then Words Hurled

Spitfire Amplifier Live Wire Magnifier

Choir Singing As I Dance Upon The Pyre

Celebrate The Fates My Phrases Satiate

Spoken Omens With Need To Contemplate
Written by Blackwolf (I.M.Blackwolf)
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