The Night Feeds

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    The Night Feeds

    My roost is a haunting gargoyle
    Atop this beautiful church
    I watch the streets, the people there
    As Death sits upon this perch,
    Instead I watch and wait
    For you to come along,
    In one fell swoop
    You would be mine
    And never a soul would know
    So be thankful for the days you have,
    For I am watching you
    I will feed tonight,
    This glorious night,
    It may well be your last adieu.

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    ForeverPoet commented on The Night Feeds

    02-15-2013

    ohhhhhhhhhh my neck is yours!!!!!!!......lol love this !

    Artie commented on The Night Feeds

    11-26-2009

    Very cool!! I like this style very much - 10 from me

    mindkiller420 commented on The Night Feeds

    10-21-2009

    great poem.i love dark poetry and this is fantastic.

    teasasue commented on The Night Feeds

    09-21-2009

    this is a great poem, I could picture all this happening in my head good job.

    ForeverPoet commented on The Night Feeds

    08-27-2009

    I LOVE THIS POEM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! we think a lot alike! its good to know someone out there has a similar "dark" side..lol very cool poem. keep it up!

    The true philosopher and the true poet are one, and a beauty, which is truth, and a truth, which is beauty, is the aim of both.

    Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Poet (1803-1882)

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