Wednesday, November 15, 2006

Residents of the dark

Many take refuge in darkness

And that’s where forever they’ll stay
Away from the world, where everyone’s wearing a painted face
Those colours are fake but vibrant
And sometimes they fade away
They wander the streets all night hunting for their prey
Keeping an eye on every soul that’s lost and led astray
They’re victims of fate’s cruel game, which none can ever escape
All they do is search for the light
And get blinded by its bright rays
At last, they end up in the grave
Where the others have always remained


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Megna.m said...

its almost as if they are hunting their prey...coming out every night...very clear in description...feels like im there.