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May 2022
I met the devil, halfway down the stairs, he asked me politely if I was ready for down there.
I've been down there up stairs, I've been down in the mouth, I've searched every level and come undone, walked the weary road searching for fun, drove a car picked up bums, spilt blood from bleeding gums, flung out my arms in need of someone, looked up to the soul starved sky, found nothing in return.
I'll just take your stairs your burning love, it's seemingly for ever, I've had worse above
Written by
Gary burns  53/M/Scotland
(53/M/Scotland)   
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