Shadows Ever Met
By sidewinder
Crimson in thy shade shadows ever met, Feel the rage within me yet the freedom that ever flows, Hidden by the night, Clever reasons hold within thy sight to see the warmth of those who live by the day, Feel the fear in those hearts running... from my prey, And hunt begins, Could it be in my sanity a depraved reason begins to flow? Hear the laughter haunted by a cruel celebration.... I feel the need of my hunger, Now I know that a death is felt by my hand, Yet the horror fills my need, Serrated by delight, But time grows short at least... for the moment, Until the sun sets again, And I rise... to begin to find another victim in the night. July 2, 2000 Written January 4th, 2002 © on Jun 02 2002 05:07 PM PST, Billy E. Whitehorn 0 • 10 • 6
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"Crimson in thy shade..."