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My Darkness

Itís not your hair,
That brushes against your cheeks.

Itís not your eyes,
That glisten in the dark of the night.

Itís the way,
The way that you stare,
The way it burns me.

Itís the way,
The way you wear cruelty,
On that beautiful face.

Itís the way,
The way I love you,
When thereís nothing else left.
Written by DivineInfection (Jodi)
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