Polished to perfection
the ebony was bright
lost in her reflection
the truth wasn’t right
She loved him all night
But when the sun came up
she vanished in the light
M.S. Morrison
Vanished
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Polished to perfection
the ebony was bright
lost in her reflection
the truth wasn’t right
She loved him all night
But when the sun came up
she vanished in the light
M.S. Morrison
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