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Smiling like rain glistening in
The alabaster marble of her castle,
Diamonds and other precious jewels
Reflect in her midnight deep eyes
Black as obsidian and burning with a fire
Stronger than anything Earth could match.
She carries the destructive force of
TNT and a laser-beam,
Yet she hones them to shape me
Her hands covered in the clay of my soul
Molding it unwittingly
While falling into my arms for protection,
My black, torn wings of a fallen angel winding
And twisting about her,
Feeling her dependency on me grow
And everything I ever wanted coming to bloom.
I am her everything, doing all I can
And her bending backwards to suit me,
Her clay covered hands taking the white of her soul
And mixing it with mine till
No lines are left of separation
And we are one.
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