'Night Hunter'
Fear evil appetites lusting destruction
Haunted by a silver moonlit seduction
Hiding the shadows a deadly whisper
Numbness from an unforgiving winter
Shooting stars linger deeply in slumber Midnight echoes beware the night hunter
Off to bed with you little children of twilight
No dreams will terrorize your sleep tonight
The sandman is coming to take your hand
Smiling faces smeared with biscuits & jam
Lullabies soothe the wildest savage hearts
Silent whispers consuming our dark parts
Nothing but vacant burrowed deep inside
Every dream I dreamt carved open wide
Just wishing for once that someone cried
Burying every bone gripping to my pride
The Punk Poe…
Always Be Punk…
Always Be Drunk…
(On Poetry)
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