Slow dancing in a burning room
invoke my heart in part consume
the fanning flames impending doom
sharing fates from womb to tomb
Prison bars of fleshly scars
hold not the dare to dance
tilt to twirl as fires do swirl
round worldly circumstance
Death it ends to spin again
new flames at heart consume
still I take the time to dance
inside this burning room
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