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Wayward Beckoning
May 14, 2009
To she who holds my bleeding heart,
While others talk, we're born apart.
Alone in shadow,
I sit and ponder.
A girl brings eyes to bulge and wander.
Depraved, derailed
My useless pride.
Once was sick, for her it died.
I love you so
Your beauty calls,
Darkness shatters, sorrow falls.
My soul is hollow, apt to bend,
Angelic eyes at last amend.
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