Trafficking.


The Night Is Hell


The night is hell
Got noone to tell
What I'm longing for
These days.

The night is long
Like to sing a song
For someone far away
Today.

But she's gone
Lost her senses
In the game of love
She didn't know
Where to go.

I asked myself
how could I help her
Did she want to?
She's a hostage
But don't know
They will threaten her
If she won't abide.

The night is dark
My mind is gone
Sure something's wrong
Today.

I can't help her
She will refuse
Independant
And I will loose.




Poetry by Richard
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Written on 2012-07-29 at 04:57

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