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Jan 2012 · 1.0k
Midnight Creatures
Jack Nash Jan 2012
Walking solitary sidewalks
in the cold sober night

Overhead streetlights glow
Solemnly
Like spitfire red sentinels
Watching us midnight creatures

Yea, our cold souls play wicked games with our minds
Steadily wasting away all rosy cheek warmness of youth

We are

Godless

Forsaken

Inflamed

Disbelievers

— The End —