Life Doesn't Find You At A Desk 29/01/23

charlie stu
Jan 29, 2023
1 min read

Fear

Raise yourself above it,

or be razed by it.

The Song

The tune leaks like smoke,

blowing in clouds out through the doorway,

filling the smoking area,

jerking heads and pulsing hearts,

intoxicating with the fervour of the night.

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