The Moroccan Star - Dedicated To My Rapist, Ach

The Moroccan star shines down on me tonight Giving me light to keep going Have to fight Masquerading as a white knight You are but a dark, gloomy reminder of Hell Dancing on my spleen Crumpling my feet Galloping across my heart Trampling my mind with your corrosion and wrath You masqueraded as a Moroccan man Pretended to possess gentleness and beauty Deceived me into thinking you were my friend But, you were a foe It is obvious to comprehend now But then all I could see was the Moroccan star Waving on your flag