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They scream at the moon
Their high pitched cries call
They live in the dark
Where nights are long
Living in the shadows
With not but their souls
That gleam in their eyes
That growl in their throat
Hunting by night
Sleeping by day
Living alone is what they like
A curse they call it
A gift you may think
Until they come in your sleep
They thirst for your blood
The smell of your skin
It drives them crazy
The have no control
I leave you witht his
But don't forget it
There's more to you they want then you know
Take care during the night
Or they might come for you
- by poetic whisperer |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 01/28/2009 |
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- Title: The Night Walkers
- Artist: poetic whisperer
- Description: What you think it is
- Date: 01/28/2009
- Tags: night walkers
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Comments (4 Comments)
- Aquatine - 12/09/2011
- Just one note, some punctuation would be nice, though I realize it can be a stylistic choice. Besides that slight comment, you did a good job. I'm guessing you are describing a type of night animal, or traveling further into the realm for fantasy, werewolves? One warning: "hunting by night" and "sleeping by day" is a bit cliche. You can do a lot more than that. I know it. Try something a bit more creative. Overall, good start. I can definitely see you taking this even further.
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- flowerylolo - 01/30/2009
- i advice u to put lamps coz of dark lol
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- MeIanite - 01/29/2009
- A few minor mistakes, other than that it's great....5/5
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- FreshDemon05 - 01/28/2009
- im not even in the shed but i can shed some ligght, your words are smoothness and soar like a kite, though ye run and ye whisper can ye stand a stunner, or does ye fear a straight axe while ye hums in ye'z hummer? the wind can only whirl so fast... newayz nice work 5/5
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