Pure dark, pitch black
The night drops deep As does the twilight. People soughting to sleep In the city full of neon lights Pure dark, pitch black Beyond the wall of realities, Lies bitterness and despair Dim dreams granted from sentimentality dead ends everywhere. Pure dark, pitch black Parade of cars, smog spotlight Fanfare of horn, colors hypnotize Can’t take the haze nor stand the daze Gaze into the maze, completely razed. Gape the street light, trying to praise To the god who had left this place. Remains only Pure dark, pitch black
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