310110 nights like these

0400 hours.. .

Nights like these.. the doors appear.. Sides rear their heads
Nights like these.. Vision unclear.. Whiskey n cigarettes..

Enter the boy.. When was he out? How long since?
Pleasant surprise.. Not really aloud.. Just a nice pinch
Made the devil look.. Hello lost doors.. We meet again..
Look at the time.. Darkest few hours.. Conscience remains..
We have missed us all.. So how goes it, All blacks and reds?
Are we here to conclude.. Or have the shits, chance congregate?
Ah maybe its time.. The devil's prey, to know her fate..
Light of the braves.. the boy's prayers, not to be delayed
Rest of us.. Are we cheerleaders, distractors, illusionists or spectators?

Nights like these.. lives are amusing.. Scripts n muselettes. .
When light begins.. Will there be music.. Angel or mussette?
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