Crystallized lies and
glossy eyes
Dark hair and
a ferocious stare
you're my muse
I use your words as my abuse
my discussions are weak
compared to the words you speak,
the intellect you reach
It's pathetic the way I try to keep up
all the words are mixing together
their breaking up
you're not secure and you're not able
to make me happy
you're incapable of love
but I keep coming back as if you're a drug
you set my world ablaze
with the looks you gave
you're harsh and emotionless
but it's captivating and in a weird way, inviting
your world is cold, there is no sun
and there is nowhere else left to run
Just random thoughts...
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