The night is young <br /> A place like this <br /> So easy to get lost in <br /> Cover my fist in kisses <br /> After striking many faces <br /> The alcohol took over <br /> Avoidable to attack those around <br /> Just to purify my sins onto them <br /> Your face puts me to a halt <br /> Even when my rage reaches a blow <br /> And the fever maximizes <br /> I still get an outburst <br /> Which is why there's you <br /> To keep the noise <br /> I cause to stay down <br /> So the night is young<br /><br />Shane Clawson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/last-night-10/
