Seemingly I am nothing to you.
When I catch your eyes, when I finally seem to matter it will be too late.
For the girl who's eyes seemed to be made of the cosmos and all of it's beautiful chaotic paths, now have eyes of empty black.
Because of the boy that was her everything, while she was nothing.
And the way he ripped her heart to shreds, leaving only a bloody trail for the lonely wolf to follow.
By: Gwyneviere13
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