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After Midnight
Contributed by
kittenfantastico
on
Thursday, 8th April 2004 @ 02:33:17 PM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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After Midnight
After midnight,when the gothic children roam
The don their black clothes and make up,that is not welcome back at home
They flash their artificial fangs and nibble on each other
When daylight aproaches they all run for cover
They cloak themselves in their dark rooms, with it's black curtains and black sheets
Rest in death like slumber till the day is over and then again they roam the streets
The vampire wanna be-s lurking in the dark
Mimicking the werewolf's bark.
I call the children
Come home
Come home
You will be loved
Copyright ©
kittenfantastico
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2004-04-08 14:33:17] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: After Midnight
(User Rating: 1 ) by Necromant on
Thursday, 8th April 2004 @ 04:12:02 PM AEST (User
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Hmm a poem based on the truth, well can say I used to do that sort of stuff myself could relate to this poem! Awesome poem Keep it up!
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