7.One Dark Love Poem
Days were darker then light didn't get through
All this smoke and we had to grope
And luck would be a child with two arms, two feet, and a brain
to hide a picture
Go light behind your eyes
Go light
I'll give you one dark love picture
I think of you in light
I think of you in light mess
I think of picture gone pale
Luck would be a child with two arms, two feet, and a brain to
hide a picture
Go light behind your eyes
Go light
I'll give you one dark love poem
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