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Haylee Dicker Jul 2016
He exclaimed I've never met any one like me before,
I smiled for I am not like him,
He sees in me what he wants to see,
Because love is foolish,
Like a man fondeling for a light in the blackness,
He will believe only good rests in the dark,
Because he feels home when I'm only a short stay.
degzvdg Apr 2015
Come in you sinking sun, let's make love under the drowning fire.

Let's fly high to see the sky, and die beside the rye.

I see your dark blue eyes, the clouds turn green as you are at ease.

Your hair turns gold as I keep you from my mold.

I drown in the waterless ocean, as you burn in every gaze.

Let's dance in darkness, as the moon sets in a sinking light.
Wrote this when I was in middle school.

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