And the shadows smile, dark and wild.
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IRONY
The tides of sin draw tighter and brighter
The hours become heavier and weighted
And the shadows smile, dark and wild.
This is where hope and desire collapse,
The arc of the dream descends into despair,
when innocent lovers dance
like angles of fire.
This is when the night comes down,
a hammer on an anvil,
and the only absolution accepted
is a legacy of brutality.
A single note rings on and on and on.
Smash it.
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