Deep in the heart,
Darkness resides.
No matter what you say,
It will all ways be there.
Just like when you cut your knee,
The pain is there.
You may not know it,
But it is true.
Everyone has something dark,
Which makes them move.
A signer so sweet,
Makes a wonderful tune.
But when a rival shows up,
The tune turns sour.
She starts thinking things,
That could mess up her act.
Like an accident,
That could become vital.
So if this is not enough,
Then carry on with the tune.
For we all know,
That darkness all ways hovers..
Even you have some in part on you->
Shelby Hopple
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/darkness-172/
