Brothel's Girl
I gave you light
Do not get dared to give me dark
Which gives you
The left side of the chest stays eaten
To remain alive, read poems of discourse
Like a drunken drunk
Due to the midnight rainy road
Take me to Hell's door
A teenage girl standing up
Darkness got to gives to light
I'm her regular customer
Light off, burn candles
Hugging flowers will say
"Poet listen me to a poem"
Poem written by me 
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