The busy streets
Oh, how the bustle
And the business goes on
No matter what
It goes on
No matter the time
Or where she'll lay
In the height
Of the dark night
Soft whispers sweep through
A city that never sleeps
Not even in the day
The monster that lurks
With a loving look
And whispers that
Intrigue her more than anyone
Has before
Just like you
She was swept off her feet
While the bustle goes on
He gets off
She squirms and adds to the bustle
The bustle of night
On the busy streets
she'll soon lay
He speaks so sweet
He loves her with just looks
What has he took?
A woman with no innocence to take
What really has he took?
A woman with nothing more
Than a kindness to her name
A woman with scars
Wounded deep in her mind
That he could not fix her
Oh, how he loved her
In her mind
But he was not to keep her
Soon to discard
His new victim
Who lays on the busy streets
Stared and gazed upon
Like a movie to be told
While she smiles
In her death
The victims of the night
Not so long before
Just like you
On those busy streets
In the bustle of a city
Who overlooks
What has he took
223 words
