the pale moon

The pale moon, lights up the dark sky.It's a warm night being summer. three lonely teenagers wander through the dark desolet streets, only a few lamps shine. The houses on the block is painted with the shadows of these lonely desperados. It's quiet except for a tin can being kicked around. Two boys and a girl hungry for a thrill, trouble just waiting for those who seek it. nobody knows the heart, for what lie deep in it's chambers. The lonesome three, wild as the untamed frontier of the past share a bond, a relationship of sex, drugs, and malicious behavior that has corrupted their young minds. a dog bark in the distance the night covers it's where about they know he's close the more they walk the louder his bark become. Their thoughts a mixture of imagination and dreams they long to escape the slums where they felt the sting of death a pain they know to well. There use to be five desperados but two has met fate on the same cold streets the three desperados now walk, their hearts filled with pain and anger.