Wednesday, February 24, 2010

Darker skin of my own

Walking on the darker side of the moon

Cheating into the day

So we wouldn’t depart

We fondled each other’s ego

And before each other

We had it horrible

And laughter was a show

The same as fairytales

Our love left several marks

That we can still see on some nights

Out in the open

For everyone to see

We look into the sky

To remember our time.

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