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Why Cant You See
My sweet dark angle why can you not see my face. I stand befor you my words unmask me yet you question who am I? Madness can eat away at that which appears same. In the arms of another you choose to confide. Was he that which you thought I could not be? Blind you are blind for I stand in plain sight yet still you cannot see. I knew of him befor you ever said. A taken man cant ever truley share his heart only his bed. Cruel are the ways of lovers bitter turn the ways of passion. For the fires flame can so quickly consume. Playing with a fools heart tossing like a childs toy across the room. You are the dagger within my side. I the willing victim for it was within your darkness i did confide. With every kiss I taste blood apon my lip. Your eyes refflect innocence . But the illusion of love is broken with the pain brought like the lash of a whip. There is much agony in love. Hates resides in passion. My mask no longer exists. Is it outta of ignorance or fear that causes you not to see?
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