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Oct 2014
Come dance with the devil,
hear his violin call,
the soulful beauty of its music,
calling one and all,

Coiling round your soul,
with his slender, twistingย arms,
teasing and beguiling,
singing his woeful psalms,

Heโ€™s taking his curtain call,
as you gently start to weep,
waiting for the darkness,
your soul is his to keep.
The devil mentioned here can be taken literally or metaphorically, it speaks of those things that lure us in life, perhaps causing us to take the wrong direction and in so doing walk down the path to self destruction.ย ย Read into it how you will.
Haydn Swan
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Haydn Swan  Purgatory
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