No more weak Decembers
No more dying firework embers
No more poor self image
No more ill-gotten fame
No more envy to blow out your flame
No more abuse , no more shame
No more lover's game , no more blame
No more , no more , nothing more
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Field Of Darkness
Poetry"And i was in darkness So darkness I became" - Unknown This is the sequel to Field Of Roses. Please keep reading and voting! ♡♡
