Keen Eyes

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He can see through me
My body is transparent
My feelings gone into his brain
He can read my mind
I wither out of his grasp
He just pulls closer
His words reap through my skull
I wilt in his presence
My heart cries a million stars
When he is there
It feels as though outsmarting me
Is what he is made for
Like a killer
But only kills for me

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