Dont Ask Me Tonight
Bell chimes on the right
Bass increases from beneath the stage
A voice enters with a milliard faces alight
Complex variables follow the line
The house lifts weight from the ground, accelerating aloud
Steadily a breeze comes to be a storm
As the world purges out a mouth of light
Following the sound of spinning lights
Copyright © Zhian Mostofi | Year Posted 2012
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