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
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