out of the corner of my eye,
there are serial killers/rapists
(possibly a combination)
lurking, tapping on my window
ready to grab snatch or stab
but looking straight ahead
there's nothing but trees
with dead leaves What is it
about the night that makes
a sane person so stupid? Maybe
it's a hologram trick with the
streetlights and the stars to
make us feel just a little bit
luckier to be alive
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