A Wail In The Night
By sidewinder
In the wail of the night rising like a whisper gripping your soul, Touched beyond those dreams, Blades iron of strength, Blood seen in a mire of time, Feeding off of mind thoughts that can never be in truth, In life craving for the soothing smile from your perfect lips and in the glint in your eyes wherein a search touches in the night, To find your prey to satisfy a hunger deep in the darkness, Then to discard the body where life before thrived, Now my eyes are dead, Putting me in the shadows, Never looking back you wander away. Aug. 1, 2000 By: B.E. Whitehorn & Adrennia Cooper Written January 28th, 2002 © on Jun 03 2002 08:30 PM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn other • dark
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"In the wail of the night..."