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(I wrote this poem on a fervent passion of mine...and you'll never guess what it is. :)
If anyone thinks they know what this is about, PM me what you think. If you're right, I'll personally comment four of your poems. Seriously. :) )
Semi-attraction, so tantalizing and beguiled
In nature; created from dark beauty
Interlocking with foregone simplicity
Ambiguity defined
In the teardrop of an eye
String picked unholy chime, in heavens echoed silence
Beating of a heart, immense desire unchained
Crafted from a single hand, a shining golden hand
Listening to them scream
Angels don't kill
Angels don't kill
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