Blessings Of The Dark
By Lord R.e. Taylor
The Sun bleeds as it sets
Losing it in a battle to stay
To stop the night from coming
But the dark always comes
Bringing a new kind of life
Where dreams combine with passions
Waves of sensual winds blow
Lowering inhibitions to nearly nothing
And pleasure becomes the norm
So never mourn when the Sun bleeds
Instead, look forward to the night
And everything it has to offer you
It may just make your life
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