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by Jessica Dec 1, 2006 category : Miscellaneous / Misc. poems
Its an overcast evening And the sun cant get through Shes the only thing shining Cause its all she can do Its doubtful that bad blood Has ever run through her veins If it has it didn't belong there And will never flow again Infinite whispers Make the angels fly low She stands back and frowns And she watches them glow Smile lights up the city Cast into the dark The smile never wavers Until the cities found the spark