Who will feed the wolf.
Godfather.
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Waiting on the full moon to bring the sting of life
No masquerade will hide the intentions of the night
No blind eye will turn to the truth of this apocalyptic romance
One that bleeds from the heart of innocence and desire.
Who will be the one
The first to look into the eyes of the night
The first to spill the wine
The first to feed the hunger in the face of desire
Who will feed the wolf.
Pretty as picture
A rose in a blue glass vase
Standing in the window on a sunny day
Waiting for acceptance laying in wait
Breathing the air of desire to no blind eye.
No masquerade will hide the intentions on the night
Nor will it hide the innocence and desire
Meant only to feed the wolf.
Godfather.
No masquerade will hide the intentions of the night
No blind eye will turn to the truth of this apocalyptic romance
One that bleeds from the heart of innocence and desire.
Who will be the one
The first to look into the eyes of the night
The first to spill the wine
The first to feed the hunger in the face of desire
Who will feed the wolf.
Pretty as picture
A rose in a blue glass vase
Standing in the window on a sunny day
Waiting for acceptance laying in wait
Breathing the air of desire to no blind eye.
No masquerade will hide the intentions on the night
Nor will it hide the innocence and desire
Meant only to feed the wolf.
Godfather.
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i'm lost and i'm found
good stuff, J
i remember your vampire poem
love the dark
"what a long, strange trip it's been"
thanks G,
awesome " I smell like I sound I'm lost and I'm found"
J.