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Sell The Lights

December 4, 2011

By Janeyy, Vancouver, Canada

Sell the lights

We don't need them

Darkness is perfectly fine by me

Break the lamps

Electricity burns through my veins

Darkness dance around me

Play with shadows

Embrace me with your cold arms

Envelope me in a ray of black

Write a letter in dripping ink

By the light of the last flame


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