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Apr 2018
Within the darkness of the room. All I see is blank space. Or rather filled with the foulness of humanities evil and corruption. But deep inside that room. Within all the corruption, there is a light. A hope. A soul so pure and refined that it seems as though it would blind me with lust and impurity. But in fact it would cause all the darkness and dread in my life to vanish. Nothing remaining of them except distant memories. Just memories. No more could they hold me back. Make me want to hide myself from the world, lest I lose control and surrender to the impotent thoughts. And I see you now. And I know there is a way. A path. A hope. To escape the never ending pain and sorrow. All it takes is looking upon your seemless eyes. So beautiful and luminous that from miles away you could still see every tiny detail on them. I could gaze into your gorgeous pupils, that seem to be a never ending hole. But yet it's not a hole. Rather a way to your heart. The hope. Then there is your bright and shining hair. That flows like water in the breeze. It projects the light miles away to destroy the evil in this world. And then your smile... Which even these words defile how spectacular a sight it is. How they glow in the shade of the corruption. Breaking through them like a hammer on glass. Nothing can stop your smile from making any day special. And even with all these things. I don't need them to be happy and free from the corruption. All I need. Is the mere thought of you. And everything else disappears.
I wrote this when I had a crush on the most beautiful girl, and then I later realized that looks weren't everything.
Ben Hickman
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Ben Hickman  16/Gender Fluid/Charlotte NC
(16/Gender Fluid/Charlotte NC)   
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