As the Night is drawn,
In the spectacles of my mind.
I stand alone,
In the shadows of light.
My eyes turn to the moon,
Whose gaze is pallid and ghastly.
Now they shift,
Becoming Scarlet irsises.
I am a beast of the night,
The nocturnal moon is my call.
To summon from sleep,
And all.
Nocturnal forever.
A girl of the night.
I am the one in the shadows.
I fight for that right.
Mar 22, 2014
Mar 22, 2014 at 10:26 PM UTC
As the Night is drawn,
In the spectacles of my mind.
I stand alone,
In the shadows of light.
My eyes turn to the moon,
Whose gaze is pallid and ghastly.
Now they shift,
Becoming Scarlet irsises.
I am a beast of the night,
The nocturnal moon is my call.
To summon from sleep,
And all.
Nocturnal forever.
A girl of the night.
I am the one in the shadows.
I fight for that right.
Rawr Night owl!!!
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