Dark Skin


Best friend all a long

So I doubt we could steer wrong

Intuition’s our traffic cones

We’ve been playing the song so wrong

Started off so ego-ically prone

So I shed layers

& behold

The center of my core is gold

My heart is beating fast

I want this joy to last

I release the pain we once both felt

As we walk upon

Our brand new path

At last . . . . . . .


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