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Dec 2015
The way your eyes peer into my soul,
There is no way you were made for this earth.
So beautiful,
As if the gods created you themselves.
So kinda hearted,
Loving,
Gentle,
Sweet.
What has caused you to fall from the heavens and land on this hell that we call earth.
The more I speak to you the more I fall.
Deeper and deeper into this pit of emotion Ive never felt before,
Being in love.
You are sworn to the hand of someone else,
But how badly I wish you were mine.
It burns my soul like a straight shot of whiskey.
God I know Im not perfect,
But how I want to be good enough to hold your hand.
I want to kiss your lips,
But they are laced in poison.
Everyones got their own poison,
Im afraid that if I kiss your lips it will be my brand.
But then you'll walk away one day because you will see,
People like you are not made for people like me.
I am a demon,
Placed on this earth because I sold my soul to the devil for a chance to love.
But you were placed here by mistake,
My fallen angel..
~P.S.
Written by
Peyton Maicer Gomes  25/FTM/Auburn, ME
(25/FTM/Auburn, ME)   
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