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The cold black sky after the storm tears its way across the night sky.
Dark passing clouds drip down the canvas as the setting sun slips into obscurity.
The rain drops slide off the tree and into the grass blades almost as if waving "Bye."
The night surrounds me and whispers into my ear removing all sense of security.
I say goodbye as the sun bleeds its entirety into the horizon and fades away.
I say goodbye to the world and say "maybe I'll see you another day."
A man walked in today, fawning over her like a piece of meat.
She blushes and says something flirtatious back, it was more than just that, I hear it, her heart because faster it did beat.
The twinkle in her eye I had always thought only came from me, now arose for a stranger.
The sick feeling comes back to my stomach, for I feel that my love and I are in danger.
Danger arisen by the breath upon his lips rather that the poison accompanying them.
For she looked at this man the same way she did me, the blue in her eyes seemed to be even more like a gem.
For I see the green lying dormant in her eyes even then she's still so jaded.
For when I look into her pools of blue and green I see the happiness faintly, for the most part it has faded.
Now when I look into those eyes I can't help but feel the pain.
I see it and I know all she can feel is the rain.
It covers her to no extent yet I still try to cover her from the cold.
I carry her past all the clouds and into the sun yet I am not the one she will hold.
I face the internal demons for both of us, she knows but not about the external ones.
I'm the one who loves her yet from her feelings she still runs.
I writhe in pain and suffering from the thought of her in bed with another.
I feel the stench of inferiority blanket me knowing that our fire, she thrives to smother.
#ex
Words alone can't win her heart,
For it beats against another man's chest.
To see her smile is a feeling more blissful than art.
For her any man would abandon his very crest.
Words alone can't win her over,
For she has heard it all before.
Her beauty and her soul are what seem to takeover,
If I were you I would not let her walk out the door.

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