As i coress her moon smooth skin ,
wondering what she will do when the time is of then,
when she will see the condemed darkside,
in which my mind works of an unusual tide,
where she will see the truth unfold,
where my rage is still uncontrolled,
she will see within where i stir in pain,
a pain untouched that i can not tame,
can i show the other side of me,
or will she cringe at the mere sight and flee.
Wondering what she will do in the time of then,
As i coress her moon smooth skin.
 
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