Tonight's Lamp
This book it tells a fevered story
As I read before the fire’s warmth
I see flames rise from a singed page
They turn the dog earned ones for me
As I read before the fire’s warmth
Flickering hands reach outward
They turn the dog earned ones for me
So does the story burn and turn
Flickering hands reach outward
I see flames rise from a singed page
So does the story burn and turn
This book it tells a fevered story
3 March 2018
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