I looked in his eyes,
I stole his soul,
I can't lie,
I regret it,
His heart was made of gold.
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Moonlight Poetry
PoeziePoetry and art are food for the soul. I think it's time you started feeding yourself. - Nightingale --------------------------------------------------------------------- An original collection of poems all written by me, I look forward to going th...
Soul
I looked in his eyes,
I stole his soul,
I can't lie,
I regret it,
His heart was made of gold.