the darkness within you
casting a spell on my soul
binding me by an invisible string,
only you can break me free.
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witchcraft
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29th
a familiar day,
grown dim are the feelings of presence.
a book I couldn’t put down,
now I am re-reading the appendix
yearning for more.
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burden
the untold truths,
locked in the vault of your soul
wanting to escape in the darkness of the night.
the weight of burden,
barely keeping you going.
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beauty – part 2
deeper than surface level,
beyond the glow of your skin
and your enchanting eyes
or your gentle curves.
the real you,
is all I ever wanted.
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puzzle
a stranger,
stumbling into your life
carrying a missing piece of your puzzle.
one step closer,
in completing the picture hidden within.