The buzz of the street lamps keeps me awake
Thick metal power lines cast shadows on my drapes
Those wires they crackle
And cackle
And mock me through the night
They whisper
Converse
Like a room full of jurors.
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 8:36 PM UTC
The buzz of the street lamps keeps me awake
Thick metal power lines cast shadows on my drapes
Those wires they crackle
And cackle
And mock me through the night
They whisper
Converse
Like a room full of jurors.
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