Footsteps tread a deadly underworld,

My name is Melissa; dark syllabic wine my

            addiction of choice

Lyrical ecstasy exploding emotions

On a wet dark night the pyjama poets

            circle and talk of death to all men

You can never be truly free, unless

            trapped in a lift

Last time I went to Middlewood way, we got stuck

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