A Few Things Burn Hollow

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A Few Things Burn Hollow


Sparks fly down off of my bookcase

As I breathe in the dust that falls

What's aflame atop the shelving? 

The shadows jump off of walls 


The salt you spilt when we last supped

We shrugged it off in pure dismissal

I knew something then, though, was corrupt

A mess of pepper's less official


Most immediately I mustn't tarry

Those sparks means torchin's soon to follow

Guessin' all my thoughts got tough to carry

So a few things burn hollow

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