I Write Poetry
On black wings of change
held many mysteries.
Colors dug so deep
All the secrets I keep.
Dripping from the raven
your pain, fear and heaven.
Stories never told,
Held in a love so bold.
All the secrets I keep
fly on my black wings.
On black wings of change
held many mysteries.
Colors dug so deep
All the secrets I keep.
Dripping from the raven
your pain, fear and heaven.
Stories never told,
Held in a love so bold.
All the secrets I keep
fly on my black wings.
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