Shines like the Sun
but for twenty-four hours,
keeping my smile warm.
When the frost gets overwhelming
when I'm left seeking life;
I Hold her twenty-four carat heart
and die.
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Shines like the Sun keeping my smile warm.
When the frost gets overwhelming when I'm left seeking life; I Hold her twenty-four carat heart and die. Author notesGolden A contest entry
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