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The Questionable

What of this unknown charmer that had effortlessly sought to read my thoughts
Stroking the essence of a broken being only to rekindle the flame that had surely gone out
Eyes filled with compassion and excitement like windows to a whole new world
The presence of a potential winner so very overwhelming
A whiff of heavens scent resting the constantly active mind of a dreamer
A pure and righteous being who absorbs the energy which love provides with utmost pleasure
An imprint
The strangers name carved into the soul of the damned as a sign of possession
A difficulty adapting to such an environment as to run in the opposite direction in search of true love
 
They insist on tampering with the mind of the weak and wretched to solely shatter their immunity
Catastrophe lurks the insides of a believer so that they lose all warmth and be gone with the cold calamity
 
Does one think to become reckless or should they be wary indeed
Questions spiralling yet the truth will never be unleashed
Answers brought to a halt as the barrier is unbreakable
That true lover is a myth and a legend
For tis the one who wore glistening shoes that fine evening
Hence intriguing one at first sight
A unit within seconds
Then a ghost in dim light
Vanished in recognition
Yet left to leave a shambles in the mind
 
Left to wonder endlessly as the river runs dry and the earth crumbles
The ending is nigh when they hear nothing but the cry of a lone bloodied child in the midst of the night
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