Most all dark surfaces haves glint
no matter how much they're dull.
I wonder if it's still me that reflects
the light inside your black soul
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Poetry"Her night was wasted away on people who live in the day" Free verse, word spill. Poems from a teenage girl about heartbreak, love, sadness, and hope. [[COMPLETED]]
glint
Most all dark surfaces haves glint
no matter how much they're dull.
I wonder if it's still me that reflects
the light inside your black soul
