This Dirty Room
This dirty room.
With dust it consumes.
Must lingers it's womb.
This dirty room.
This filthy floor
Follow to one open door
Though fiends always want more
This filthy floor
The light it exposes
Brings knowledge and gnosis
No where to hide
So stand by my side
In this dirty room
Copyright © Bradley Smith | Year Posted 2020
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