Yang: A Glimpse Through His Eyes

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I have wanted you, craved you for so long
But these tainted hands shall never touch your pale skin
A sinner in my own mind
A dark cloak hung around me
Black sheep basking in your light glow

Destruction and chaos are all I know
But the you who compliments me is so pure
I am hatred
A burning fire not easily subdued

Yet you gaze at me through this mirror image with soft eyes
On my knees, praying for goodness—forgiveness.

Dangerous, but the world would burn beneath you to alight your eyes
I would set you free

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