| Creature |
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Of |
| The |
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Night |
| |
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| Howling at the |
|
Moon |
| My |
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Pleasure |
| |
|
| So much more |
|
Living |
| Done after the |
|
Sun sets |
| |
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| Fabric of |
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Life |
| More easily |
|
Touched |
| |
|
| Something |
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About the |
| Cold light of |
|
Day |
| |
|
| That subdues |
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Life |
| Quiets the |
|
Beast |
| |
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| So much more |
|
Comes |
| Out with the |
|
Moon |
| |
|
| Time to |
|
Prowl |
| Taste |
|
Life |
| |
|
| Nothing can |
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Compare to |
| The |
|
Night |
| |
|
| Time for |
|
Emotions to |
| Be set |
|
Loose |
| |
|
| Time for |
|
Laughter |
| Time for |
|
Tears |
| |
|
| Don't understand
the |
|
Why |
| Just know |
|
What is |
| |
|
| Defenses |
|
Fade away |
| People let down
their |
|
Guard |
| |
| Open up a |
|
Bit more so |
| Others to |
|
Enter |
| |
|
| Under the cover of |
|
Darkness |
| Excuse to |
|
Let go |
| |
|
| More |
|
Willing to |
| Take a |
|
Chance |
| |
|
| More |
|
Likely to |
| Take off the |
|
Masks |
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