The Creature Of The Night

by Caitlyn   May 9, 2007


Lies
Hate
And crime
Sadness and dawnings
Running out of time
Going new places
Some kinds of embracement
Is made
Bullets and crosses
Rednecks.... unfound yet
Mist crimson
Chronicles unspoken
Fears soon to be broken
No one makes that kind of mistake,
Like the kind of steps you take
Cuts deep
Sharp and rusted
Metal clinching
Dark and flinching
Ambulances
Lightning crashes
Oh, Oh
What a fate
Can't you see my state?
Glares and prevokement
Cold and clustered
A shadow prevails
Out and lurking
Through the night
Children fear it
Adults shed tears over it
In the woods
In their homes
He romes
Catching
Killing
Forbidding
Is the creature of the night

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