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"foxtrotting" poems
She was dancing with the devil Foxtrotting in those 7-inch heels Wearing nothing but her tattered guilt And a crown to which infidels kneel. While you were sleeping He was playing god on a wooden table Addressing his unholy congregation Picking a necktie to choke his ego While trying to outsmart an angry nation. While you were sleeping They were painting the moon red For a puppet show that's about to start All the blood-stained curtains were washed For the blind audience to play their part. While you were sleeping You were walking on empty pavements Letting all of hell to break loose You traded reality for fleeting figments Now you're trapped in dreams you don't get to choose.
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Sep 30, 2017
Sep 30, 2017 at 2:35 AM UTC
larry-potter
While You Were Sleeping
She was dancing with the devil Foxtrotting in those 7-inch heels Wearing nothing but her tattered guilt And a crown to which infidels kneel. While you were sleeping He was playing god on a wooden table Addressing his unholy congregation Picking a necktie to choke his ego While trying to outsmart an angry nation. While you were sleeping They were painting the moon red For a puppet show that's about to start All the blood-stained curtains were washed For the blind audience to play their part. While you were sleeping You were walking on empty pavements Letting all of hell to break loose You traded reality for fleeting figments Now you're trapped in dreams you don't get to choose.
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