This Room Does Hex

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic
A Poem

Submitted: August 29, 2012

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Submitted: August 29, 2012

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Turn around to see no light 
Fighting instincts now is blind 
Blood flows... so... fast... 
Our time... is... blast... 

Fighting instincts now is blind 
'Cause we must make it through the night 
This fire... is... sick... 
It grows... so... quick... 

We have to make it through the night 
So our hearts are strongly tied 
Don't care about the traffic jams 
Night wind is whispering our plans 

So I am the flood 
Sweetly and softly 
Filling your head 
To make three words spread 
As you're squeezing my back 
Our feeling's inside 
And excitement's outside 
In the air... 

Excitement's outside 
In the air... 

Those eyes are wild you're looking straight 
No place to hide, no place to fade 
This room... does... hex... 
This life... is... wax... 

No place to hide, no place to fade 
Hot oil's burning on a plate 
The wine... is... blood... 
It screams... so... loud... 

Hot oil's burning on a plate 
We try to count our shadow's weight 
We're kissing while the worlds collide 
'Cause we must make it throught the night 

So I am the flood 
Sweetly and softly 
Filling your head 
To make three words spread 
As you're squeezing my back 
Our feeling's inside 
And excitement's outside 
In the air... 

...In the air... 

...Excitement's outside 
In the air... 

...Excitement's outside 
In the air... 

...In the air...


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