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A boy not a boy, but a soul; an entity a field of energy positive energy but hidden energy also he was scared or sad or lonely perhaps simultaneously all you could see it in his eyes; eyes as blue and wavering as the ******* sea, and his emotions they betrayed him in a sense of portraying his deepest of feelings even when he made feeble attempts to fight otherwise one glimpse into them and you were graced with a show reel preview of his entire life childhood memories christmas with the entire family brokenness and disputes as unsettling as his beauty when he caught you off-guard his features were as strong and dark as the chaos that stirred within him a jawline sculpted like no other hand-crafted for his individual attriibutes thick, shapely brows and lashes the colour of coal; a statement within themselves against the lightest of ivory skin there's a saying "you look like you've seen a ghost" in reference to someone looking ghoulishly pale and whilst that is fitting of his porcelain complexion, he wouldn't have seen the ghost: he was the ghost that's just how he was he was never the sub-heading or the sypnosis he was the entire story he was it everything something within him was magnetic and in each person he came acoss there was metal tucked away within them that they were unaware of drawing them to him
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Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 11:16 PM UTC
Don't come too close, you don't wanna see my ghost
A boy not a boy, but a soul; an entity a field of energy positive energy but hidden energy also he was scared or sad or lonely perhaps simultaneously all you could see it in his eyes; eyes as blue and wavering as the ******* sea, and his emotions they betrayed him in a sense of portraying his deepest of feelings even when he made feeble attempts to fight otherwise one glimpse into them and you were graced with a show reel preview of his entire life childhood memories christmas with the entire family brokenness and disputes as unsettling as his beauty when he caught you off-guard his features were as strong and dark as the chaos that stirred within him a jawline sculpted like no other hand-crafted for his individual attriibutes thick, shapely brows and lashes the colour of coal; a statement within themselves against the lightest of ivory skin there's a saying "you look like you've seen a ghost" in reference to someone looking ghoulishly pale and whilst that is fitting of his porcelain complexion, he wouldn't have seen the ghost: he was the ghost that's just how he was he was never the sub-heading or the sypnosis he was the entire story he was it everything something within him was magnetic and in each person he came acoss there was metal tucked away within them that they were unaware of drawing them to him
moonariella
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Dec 5, 2014
Dec 5, 2014 at 11:16 PM UTC
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