Among the streets gang members, for mere Material Things, Shoot and Fight! I can no longer see the beautiful sky, now so black Oh, you horrid gang members you took the night, from behind my back Drug dealers selling their devilish products to the addicted and ignorant No! No! That's not right I can no longer watch the bright stars Oh, you demon dealers you took the night, even though you should have been behind bars But, if I may be Bold to appear out this night: I shall see the beautiful sky and stars so bright And a thought comes across, you can't steal the night for these are my Highlights of The Night....  Menu *New*Reminisce (Third Day) by Kimberly Angela Harris The Hopeful Moon Days Are Beautiful When African Violets The Stolen Night The Tree Knows What Spring Does Main Page
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