Night and Day,
So different in many ways.
Day is warm.
Night is cold.
So please take ahold.
You are good.
I am bad.
So please don't take my hand.
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Poems That Speak From The Soul
PoetryLong ago my heart was full of life and love. Now it's full of depression and despair. These poems I write are what I feel. So enjoy this craziness that I feel. ~Candy {Not part of the Marvel Kids.}
