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by Mello193 Feb 12, 2010 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
She was the sun Shinning upon the tomb of your heart so frail He was the dark Painted you with his glow so dim and pail She was the moth To the flame he had burnt himself in a while ago He was the dark skies That over tok your once lusheous rainbow She was the envy upon every beautiful face He was the love over compensating grace