Title: Blank
Submitted by : @AeipathicNyctophiLe
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Blank
The way I see him,
It shines a light against the back of my head,
Like a spark relighting an empty oil lamp.
I gaze and once again his eyes meet mine. And for a moment, he looks back.
Those ever hungry eyes without a drink to quench it's thirst for madness, hunger-panged and bright,
It twinkles, much alike the night so full of stars.
My God, it's been so long since I had last seen them as that,
Gleaming like clear water under moonlight.
It illuminates the dusk's early fall.
And the Dawn's sudden arisement.
an enticing transition, like sirens near shallow water, with no one to coax but their own kin.
Hopeless and longingly.
And his smile, gosh, where do I even begin?
A curve of joy, REAL joy.
Not the fake one's that I've-
No.
I can't.
I can't write about this.
Not here.
And not now.
And maybe not ever.
Never again.
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THE EXTRA'S BIT:
Additional notes/says: "this was for a friennd. "
Messege: "uh, I wasn't writing about anything in particular, for myself atleast. It was inspired by a friend of mine who recently had a break up "
Inspiration: "I just told you."
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