The Road to Hell

Alan Wildsmith
Jul 29, 2025
1 min read

Tight and formal this dance we do.

Full of good intentions;

Me and you.

Socialised in fear of being true.

Full of good intentions;

Me and you.

Diction clipped and smiles too.

Full of good intentions;

Me.

And.

You.

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