The Darkening of a Man Soul
Darken the ashes darken the moon this here shade is color of my heart,
Words obsolete versification sin feel like a bike to the tire air is need to reverse,
Salt ice move the moon just a little closer to cover up splash on the shoes,
Rain ethnicity drops heavy the blow lower the ice no slip no fall,
When roads are wet tightening the grip this is is a smooth sailor,
Hope and wishing has a home this feeling in my heart has en duration the end of time,
But yet a heart beat but yet a breath but yet determine heart felt I have a soul,
Darken the ashes darken the moon this here shade is color of my heart!
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