It's in your face
In your stare
In the way you fix your hair
Your smile
Your light
Bright, right, polite
A fright in the night
Surprise
Jade jasmine eyes
Such delight
Such pain
What can i gain
Again and again
By beating you down
Taking for granted
Your golden crown
I never really wanted
Alcohol and spirits
Ghosts in the darkness
Shadows harkened
The depths of my soul
Mold on me
A blue black being
Soul-less and unproud

A wingless hawk-moth flies
 
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