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He Was

His
Lust hidden eyes
His
Mind
Full
Of
Fantasies
And
Realities
Skin
So pale
Yet
So dark
He's
Hidden
In the
Pure darkness of my soul
Watching him is like watching a God
Never knowing
What he's going to do next
Never knowing
Where he's going to go next
Never knowing
When he's coming back
On whim
He decided to submerge himself in black
You can't see
Him
He can't see
You
There's a light in the darkness
It was his eyes
Speaking to me
Reaching for me
But
Why reach for me?
The answer I clearly can't see



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