Give inA Poem by KiAbout GodHow can we stay gold When so much black surrounds us? Coal black edges overlap the surface Black, gold's only enemy A plague of pain conquers Defeated I stand Reach out to me with a loving hand Push the ebony curtain off Wash me with pure hope Clean my of my wrong © 2010 KiReviews
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