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[oxteenybopxo]

Drawn to you

Like a moth to flame.

Haunted by your face

Tormented by your name

Something so beautiful

So rare a find

It hurts to endure a feeling of this kind

Never could I imagine myself

To be a mere nullity

At least not in your eyes

A nobody.

I am but a fly

And with a single brush of the hand

You could easily make me disappear

Without one regret.

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Comments

[elemn]

bkuz it's funnnnnnn!

funny. the moth and flame thing was brought up last night out here. HAH.