Saturday, October 19, 2013

10-19-13 Wild Children Of The Night

Washed in chocolate sauce
Inclined to dine outside the lines
Warm glass of dark red wine
Drenched in blood like vampires

The cost of living dangerously
Spent wisely on the company dime
Wired from staying out late every night
Ruthless in the race to survive life

Cold poison running through blue veins
Sharper than the blade of a steak knife
Immortal but cursed to roam the darkness
Misunderstood yet delightfully evil




     

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