Damon

April 5, 2011
He just sat there
staring me down
Grilling me with
steady eyes.
They were bronze.
No, make that golden.
Perfect.
I've never seen that
on a person before.
I've never seen that
on anything before.
Who was this guy?

He has the strangest, yet charming
way of getting exactly what he wants.
And he's always wearing that thick, ugly ring.
He protects it with his life.
So what does it do for him?
It doesn't seem right.
And when we touch,
I feel horrid inside.
Like his soul is
dead.

I guess I'll never understand this mysterious creature.
But whoever he is
And whatever he's capable of,
I can never trust him.





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