Days of Gloom

A passion came up in me, like a storm, sweeping into my blood, dare i look upon those salt brown eyes of yours, awe at them with love. For this coffee brown skinned girl, will wrap you up in her musical world, will play calypso, and her honeyed tune, will steer you free from those days of gloom.


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