Head in the fire

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Under the sheets...
We make my bed a fortress of sleep
Love is a cave we take the covers and wash the fear away
The Cure plays sounds of distain
Love radiates....
Something fuels a smith filled rage as our bodies mold into one liquid state
Calmness arises
And problems subsided
Music blares, cares are elsewhere
Nothing is shared but dreams and hugs that are bared...
Faces of places
People in states of defeat and solid deceit
No one is secretive
Mundanity escapes through the pores in this bed sheet
All is quiet
All asleep...
Lay down your gentle head...
I'll keep you safe from the streets...





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