I call out my voice to you
Wander (slow-dance) in the dark
Empty completely through
Stark
"I don't want to slow-dance in the dark."
She sang
Yet she came and made her mark
Venom replacing kindness that came (from her)
- E R. Loss
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PoetrySmall verses, written in the early hours of the morning. Poetry, verses, philosophy, quotes, other literature. Like opaline skies.
