The Weird Night

tonight is a weird night when all the weird people come out and they do their weird things in the streets of this weird city tonight is the night that eyes appear in the woods following your every move then vanish faintly tonight is the night that strange lights blink afar and the noise beats around you rising in eerie crescendo tonight is the night that ashes rise and waltz in the bonfire like Romanovs tonight is the night when you really start to hear things a cat’s shriek THEN THE SOUND OF A MURDER ………...then dead silence tonight is the night when everything is weird and everyone is weird and I’m weird and that’s alright tonight is a weird night when all the weird people come out and they do their weird things in the streets of this weird city and that’s alright

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