Monday, June 28, 2010

Nighttime Rhymes

Moon glows.

Mind goes.

Savage knows.

Primal grows.

Night calls.

Prey falls.

Fists ball.

Claws maul.

Manners strip.

Façade flips.

Fangs rip.

Blood drips.

Gathered hounds.

Howls sound.

Truths found.

Reclaimed ground.

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