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poem is never finished, only abandoned. ~Paul Val�ry
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From Velvet Night
From velvet night come forth The beast within me wails To cover me in mist To shame me from your bed. From velvet night come forth I speak within my mind The things I long to do To you from behind.. Adapted from a poem by L.A. Guns, from the liner notes of their "Hollywood Vampires" album. raw || truth |