Starry Eyes
The stars in your eyes
wither with each decision.
I try to be the one and only,
worship your existence solely,
as I wait for it to stay unreal.
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Let me wear down
the pieces of a shading mentality.
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Tarnished Humanity
The filth of darkness they carry gathers round as it infests your humanity, projecting their scum, may tarnish the serenity that you agonized silently. · · ─ ·ð–¥¸· ─ · · waiting for an opportunity to become someone you can be, when the time comes, you might find a solution, quietly. . . .
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