He has sunset eyes, the kind that expose burning wildfires,
And it's an impossible tease trying to figure out where I fit
Inside that crowded ballroom of a memory system where
Pleasant faces cross into forgetfulness and odd ones stand out.
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The odd ones always stand out.
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And the obsessed? Where do they fall? At the feet of their idols.
They fall hard and they fall bloody, but oh, what a show it is!
A collapse of all that could have been, like a star imploding in their chest,
How he loves to watch their supernovas destroy them down at his feet.
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That he won't ever forget.
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Silver Daux
Shadowed souls, cursed magic, poetry that tangles itself in your soul and yanks out the ugly darkness from within. Maybe there's something broken in me, but it's in you too.
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Comments (3)
"like a star imploding in their chest,"- love this line, and implode works so well as showing an inward destruction. He's no good, and if she could figure that out she'd be muuch better off!
Love a manipulator... not!! But I do love the portrayal of this one, nicely done SD!!
A narcissist to the end. How they get people to grovel at their feet and swoon at every word they speak. You nailed this, at least for how I read it. I like that you added the inevitable collapse.