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Pimp of the night, I trade my happiness. Her bosom for your bed Here I go again, to meet my lovely, A whore at the crossroads Wondering which road to go on.
For a fleeting moment I thought I saw you in the bamboo grove Among the tingling leaves But it was only the shadows of the branches And the mocking brush of your mekhela
The embers of the melting moon,a pretty visage hiss and splutter to their death. Ghouls of memories moan in the wind, I am a shivering bat in my upside down world tonight
I sit in my room, the only sound is that of the clock ticking away… tick tock tick tock...Seconds become minutes and minutes will run into hours. The stillness of the night is mysterious.