Cafe' Aeon

by 2AStarOfEfinity   Oct 7, 2006


The devils play here
They come through the door
They buy a drink
They'll be back for more

The music is loud
And the smoke fills the air
Everyone talks to anyone
we know not to care

The energy flows
The lights dim down
These drinks tast better
When night comes around

More come in
We know their names
They quietly sit
And play their games

The devils play here
Their back for more
They buy a drink
And walk out the door

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  • 17 years ago

    by Brittney

    This poem isn't like one I've read before, yet... I still loved it. It had a nice flow of it's own. Good job. Keep up the good work.
    *Brittney