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he was like the night sky, dark and mysterious. sometimes he'd let me see his starry night. what scared me most was his ability to only show certain aspects of himself. like the darkness of night, he only ever allowed me to see what he wanted me to see the rest faded into blackness.
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Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 9:10 AM UTC
his dark night
he was like the night sky, dark and mysterious. sometimes he'd let me see his starry night. what scared me most was his ability to only show certain aspects of himself. like the darkness of night, he only ever allowed me to see what he wanted me to see the rest faded into blackness.
i am fond of my lovers mystery but i am also petrified.
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Sep 7, 2014
Sep 7, 2014 at 9:10 AM UTC
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