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The Past Him
His voice was like a predators growl
Rough and loud
Yet calming somehow
He said his words proud
The hair on his head
Used to be black
Now it burns of bright red
If only he would change it back
And oh, his smile
It was like the sun
The rays of it went on for a mile
It made darkness run
Happiness was all I saw
He was a part of me
Rough and loud
Yet calming somehow
He said his words proud
The hair on his head
Used to be black
Now it burns of bright red
If only he would change it back
And oh, his smile
It was like the sun
The rays of it went on for a mile
It made darkness run
Happiness was all I saw
He was a part of me
Published 22nd Apr 2013
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29th Jun 2013 7:17pm
I love the correlation of light happiness to darkness and satisfaction...rough on the outside with a pillow for a heart...very nice write GinaKuhns...
6th Jul 2013 3:55am
