Wednesday, August 21, 2013
Of Angels Bound And The Devil Who Waits
If I
were to dance with the devil within me, all the more infernal would my song
truly be. Though angels be found amidst the sweet sound, they lie 'neath
the pillars to which they are bound. If hell is a comedy and heaven a
tragedy, then I'll strike up a blaze and laugh with great levity.
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