Thoughts of a Prisoner
Rays of moon are no longer a light
To me, it reminds for what I was bright
For me it feel the worst of all my banish
At least my bars treat me well - not as me rubbish.
How I went through the backdoors of huge mansions at nights
Oh god, I looked inside!, is what I recall from this lights
Although they say it is full days, that I am deserved to be punished
Truth is this night with the moon in that sky - which really makes me vanished.
Although I tested my skills ,with the men who had more cash to move
I never thought to hurt, the lambs who try the everyday mooch
So why every nights? , you hunt me with your virgin troop
Oh..Artemis! Let me rest with my eyes shut down - so no more rays go through
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