Midnight harkens black and white,
Moon is full, stars are bright.
At last alone upon the shore,
Wanting little more.
I’ve found my rock,
I’ve found my stone.
Take me back,
Bring me home.
Midnight harkens black and white,
Moon is full, stars are bright.
At last alone upon the shore,
Wanting little more.
I’ve found my rock,
I’ve found my stone.
Take me back,
Bring me home.
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Comments1
This one has a rock'n rhyme to it. The rhythm pulls you along. Nicely done
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