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The crow in the old willow tree Roses climbing the base.
Morning dew shining like diamonds on the Blackest roses.
The rose fades to Red just as your heart.
Out in this old country A single speck of the sun comes through.
Dew shining bright the sun bursts and shines Straight through.
The crow goes and the Dove fly's on the smallest branch. Not a dark spot in the sky.
- by Almost Soulless |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 07/26/2009 |
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- Title: Night and day
- Artist: Almost Soulless
- Description: I wrote this based on my countryside home in London.
- Date: 07/26/2009
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- Almost Soulless - 07/26/2009
- Enjoy everyone I took my first comment so no one could brag about it I despise that.
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