Rough cut as hell but I need sleep!

A form of shadows twisted into corners of light filled rooms, with a heart shaped hole to emblazon fire pit eyes
Time to kill in hours long and a world to burn with hatred filled words that bullet fast are typed with wistful spite
Acetone lyrics of a song hummed in venomous tones for the sub culture dances of the devil and dammed
The pain racing fast through rough cut minds, yet the wound never bleeds and only seeping poison remains
How long can the hopeful illusion decieve?
But the barflies are more than welcoming as the glass is always filled

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