![]() The excitement of the nightA Poem by Oswald Chesterfield Cobblepot
I walk with a stride down a busy street
Feeling the signs blink and the wind breeze through my hair I walk the street without a worry or care This is where all the people meet I hear laughing and dancing from the local club And feel the breath of the sweet Vampires on my neck I know it's them, but don't even bother to check Everyone's attention is focused on the hub The smell of cheap perfume and Cigarettes is thick in the air The night seems to be the only friend of mine The Vampires strike and I feel a lovely chill down my spine And the night flashes up in a flare © 2014 Oswald Chesterfield CobblepotAuthor's Note
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StatsAuthor![]() Oswald Chesterfield CobblepotGotham , NJAboutWelcome foolish mortals, to my domain. Kindly step all the way into my profile... there's no turning back now. Yes as you can tell, I'm weird. But don't let that stop you from indulging in .. more..WritingRelated WritingPeople who liked this story also liked..
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