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...and  minds that may dream seem to shift beneath the calling,

the void unanswered, gnawing, the movement in shadow, and truth

eyes open, awaken to

what daring risked to

create a greater sense of being,

an enlightenment of me, and

what arrow stole through my heart

to impart such subtle devotion

but for a girl, i never touch

or have so much inside my thoughts

but i

can feel the connection, once

upon a wishful want,

the love inside could

suffer like i have done

for the light of my roses

blood red upon your eyes

is never enough, to earn your trust

believe me when i say

i burn beyond control,

fair angel

what more can i offer,

than my entire soul

as i cannot

get you off

my mind,

quicker than i can love you more

all in vain

to the disdain

of the warnings

overheard through whispers.