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Apr 2014
I live next a nest of Vampires
I can hear them shuffling their day- bed coffins
sounds like heavy furniture being pushed along the floor
I made light of it once over the garden fence
and received an icy stare deep into my soul
and a smile that said it all
we don't run into each other much owing to their nocturnal preference
but they are there alright that's for shore

Ill invite them round for drinks
Red?
...of course..
Written by
nivek
409
   Skadi Snow, ---, Curtis and SG Holter
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