Dark Soul Poem by Lamar Cole

Dark Soul



Dark was the color of his soul.
Because in it she had put a hole.
She had run off with his best friend.
And all his good feelings had come to an end.
He did not know what he was going to do.
He was feeling so blue.

Sunday, July 7, 2019
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