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Dec 2016
I want to be an ebony lie,
one that's dark as oblivion,
one that pierces through skin once known.

I want to be your darkest secret,
the one that brings uneasiness
to your obscure and uncanny soul.

I want to be loved,
to be known that has a name
that fits with yours.

Everything's opaque,
yet one thing's always clear,

I want to be the risk,
the one that everybody's taking,

yet the one that you let go.
Miss She
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Miss She
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