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She was him
And he her.
He saw his own cruelty
In the sharpness of her eyes,
he heard the screams of his victims Echoing in her small sighs.
He was her,
And she him
For
The lies that voyaged the curve of his lips
Took the same trip out of hers
And the same hostility
that laced her every limb
was already in his veins, taking a swim.
They were one,
She and him,
And you can ask the stars,
For they're the only ones
that've witnessed,
that have seen
what happens
when two pieces
of the same soul
convene.
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Napoleon
Poetry❞he swore he'd let her kill him a million times and a million more before he laid a finger on a single thread of the dress she wore.❞ [©2016PO]
