Pleasure

Your pain is my pleasure
your soul is no treasure
I look at you and see no one.

You'll never be as bright as the sun,the moon or the stars
in my world you're as far away
as the planet mars.

You'll never be remembered 
as the boy with light blonde hair

You'll always be remembered
for the boy who wasn't there.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

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