The Night Circus
After dark I feel
The need to be awake
In the forbidden world
The world that shows
Me my mirror
Of hope, despair, glory
A true story
After dark civilization goes to bed
Primitiveness reigns away
The ugly looks beautiful
And all are in unison
Riches and rags
Virgin to whore
We all go through
The same door
After dark the sun retires
The moon prevails
With a thousand blind eyes
One sees it all
One hears it all
Tomorrow?
Denial
After dark sounds sound
Sounder
Louder
Sharper
The dark darkness
Brighter
After dark emptiness befriends
Intoxicating booze
Lighter spirit
Gently infused
Bottled up emotions
The bottle helps …
To confess
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