Black Lace

Just a few pieces of black lace 

Lay upon this cold floor 

So many nights after lustful disgrace

My calling, an old battered bridge

This time not turning back 

Tonight I'll go to that ledge

Just a few pieces of black lace

Covering my breasts 

Sitting below my waist

Of this metal bar I hold on tight

Eyes closed 

Breathe a heavy sigh 

Just a few pieces of black lace 

I've been told it's hot in Hell

For my sin, modesty isn't the pace 

The End

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