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Shiny disco lights

Some glamour and a little bling

In the dungeons of ecstasy

I choose to travel tonight

Half naked bodies

Half lit faces

Shattered invisible souls

Conveniently out of every sight

I walk the streets

Gaze fixed on the window frames

Painted bright faces I see

Emotion less but silently narrating

The story of deceit

Some misfortunes and opportunities

Thrown in haste

Pacts of survival, unconditionally

Good or bad

Doesn’t matter anymore

In this world of broken dreams

Where I drag my feet

Eyes perplexed at the withering

Emotions entwined beyond recognition

Dry laughter and some forced humor

Sweet is the pain and deeply buried.

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