THAT SPARK
Used to Brighten the Streets Where I Lived
In Pitch Black Swampy Blues I
Dwelt in Comfortable Warmth
That SPARK Outshone the Moon
Troubles
Always threatened It's Light But
I Believed in that SPARK
And SHE Believed in ME
But
Hopes and Dreams get Waylaid
BY
Pirates and Reality Shows
And Bush's WAR
and
Failed Love
and
Failed Love
and
Failed Love Hurts
and
The SPARK,
SHE couldn't Take It Anymore
and
SHE
Slowly SMOTHERED Beneath the Baggage
I Am Looking For HER Desperately
For Without HER I am BLIND
I Have Naught...BUT
DARK
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