His eyes
Sparkle in the moonlight
His hands
As soft as a blanket
His heart
As sweet as sugar
His soul
As pure as silver
His world
Is the one I want to live in
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The Dark Road Called Life: Poems
PoetryThese poems are how I feel in the moment. I know the first few absolutely suck, but the bottom ones would have to be the best in my opinion. I am open to criticisim and I hope you enjoyed your reading. Thank you! Bye!
