Keep a look out for the little - or large - edits in the picture!
Down the rusty stairs of shame
Deceit so sweet time and again
A backstreet place, alone and lairy
Spiderwebbed and ordinary
A little flat of dreary hue
Perfects a hidden rendezvous
Where darkness lures and instincts shove
Against that lowly lamp of love
Its walls provide and shutters shelter
Sliding down guilt's helter skelter
Can't escape and don't know why
Relentless needing to comply
Secrecy unleashed on silk
As nurturing as mother's milk
Will not erase the fool in thee
When home alone and she with he
A multitude of neon signs
Pulsates the exits of the mind
And let exciting fears ferment
To pay the price before the rent?
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