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The Enemy of Love
These curtains don’t fit
Daybreak come too early
The drink’s still in my skin
and on that bed of marble white
I lost you from my life
The signals all conspired
the well of guilt refilled
Reality cracked wide open
spilt down the corridors of misadventure
I lost you to the dawn
Tangled in a sheet of white lies
the enemy of love
raises his black hood
smiling at the keenness of his bl...
Tuesday 27th June 2023 3:28 pm
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