In my darkest hour my love for you was real
in my darkest hour I will never forget you
in my darkest hour you bring the moon light to guide me through
in my darkest hour you have made me see the light
in my darkest hour I will never forget the love you have shared
In my darkest hour I will always be there for you no matter what
because I know in the darkest hour in the sky you realize the mistake you made about me
In my darkest hour I say goodbye to my love
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Danielle Curtis
I love writing poems but mostly anything I also love drawing many of things and combining my art skills into writing. I hope everyone enjoys my stories, poems etc.💕
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