We All have those Dark Days
The Days that are in a cloud
Were we want to show our emotions and think..
out loud
We used to be proud
With a Shining grin
But no one Ever cared what
Was underneath my skin
And up top is where it all happens
Trapped within ourself
And no method of escape, but...
one.
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Author:
EbonySkies (
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- Published: December 15th, 2018 23:25
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 8
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