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Angel Bait
Hetta
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Apart from framed pictures stood low stilts
Saved from mold and temper
Where winds graced commissioned words
On four inch walls and images of you
Roof, old wound
Bare in tiles, laid in nails
Tore in bite marks
Were your hands enough to hold
Stories straight in communal green rooms
Now
Torched and bloated
Young hot air
Hence the chronic pain
Crass and ambitious and bold and broken
Ten shut doors, shut forever
Held inside novelty acts and city songs
Vagrant guards of pose and posh
Glitter vanguard
Hold in fault what is yours
And I'll hold in fault what is mine
Hold in fault what is yours
And I'll hold in fault what is mine
Crass and ambitious and bold and broken
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