Hero
In pitch black abyss,
I found myself
thinking about you-
your eyes that
shows color-
the best of its kind;
your lips that
speaks hope-
a poem that doesn't
need rhyme
for its plain words
are enough to save me-
the idea of you
is enough
to turn back the light;
you, alone, could
save me-
could end those
sleepless nights.
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