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Lunacy Love

Poetry By: Nessly305


Submitted:Nov 2, 2006    Reads: 675    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   

Love is played, and there they both layed.
The night is a tool, i know your no fool.
I can see the stars shining through, and the moon is a rare color blue.
Its radiants that shines down love for a rare chance, to take you down along with your pants. In a graveyard or in a churchyard, theres no stopping us now. She looks at me and says wow. The morning after im gone, but ill meet you here again. Just after dawn.


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