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Sep 2012
Deep down into the London low
A place be going
A pulse
A throw

Ants do form and work on through
Always racing
Follow you
Vampire Charlie's lay in wait
Hunger for a light
The taste

Vampire Charlie's hang out here
See the whites  
Smell the fear
Underground
A darkness hell

Feed their frenzy
Feed their fear
Light in you becomes
Feast well  

Venture at your peril under
Watch for they as they watch thee
Armies ready
For the feed
Vampire Charlie's
Masters greed
andy fardell
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