We're danger stalkers
searching for the modest
at dawn in the garish part of this metropolis.
And my soul sprints
when everything is secure and sane,
and I want to stalk the danger again.
So I make meager attempts at blackmail,
to attempt to satisfy all the charmers like me
frozen in the frigid north.
because discipline is gobbledigook
in balmy compartments.
I have a charcoal rosette
taped to my chest.
Is it honorable?
It calmly smolders my heart
at this banquet with all my company.
I leave nonchalantly at the hazy end of the night,
-casually slip on my gloomy boots-
and build up my wails for creatures.
I love the heinous beasts
and stories of lad meets lady.
Nov 4, 2013
Nov 4, 2013 at 12:38 PM UTC
We're danger stalkers
searching for the modest
at dawn in the garish part of this metropolis.
And my soul sprints
when everything is secure and sane,
and I want to stalk the danger again.
So I make meager attempts at blackmail,
to attempt to satisfy all the charmers like me
frozen in the frigid north.
because discipline is gobbledigook
in balmy compartments.
I have a charcoal rosette
taped to my chest.
Is it honorable?
It calmly smolders my heart
at this banquet with all my company.
I leave nonchalantly at the hazy end of the night,
-casually slip on my gloomy boots-
and build up my wails for creatures.
I love the heinous beasts
and stories of lad meets lady.
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