Let's play the game again. 
You drink blood I will be puffing that poison.
It's boring just being human you know!

Nothing is more beautiful than playing the rebel.
Bring those burning feathers in raging flams;
It is cold anyways here too many dead bodies.

You look tired eat some of that black night.
Be one of my kind lets play I am getting bored,
Seeing perfectly plastered beauties and dancing in the gutter of gold men.

Let's build our empire now smile.
I am here we can bring the balance back;
let them play their silly games we have better to burn them into ashes.

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With you love is a fraud, and you exist.
Dammit!
Stay wherever you are just don't disturb the painstakingly structured pattern of my breathing,
You are nothing but a dream for me which delighted my subconscious senses and caress my nightmares.
Reality is not the place for our union let us just be as we are: IN MY DREAMS

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And do not say I didn’t warn you, my love,
I am a lunatic and us I see in the moon glowing at midnight.

Have I not told you yet do bring coffee for me, not gems and pearls, 
Bother you not with the tension for big rooms and large luxurious cars.

But do bring a chocolate bar with you back from work for our little princess. 

No need for lavish glamorous tiles but the wood will keep us together.

Come let me read a story to you each night before sleep,
Let us dream together and love each other under fairy lights.
Just be with me in books and swim though reality together. 
You and me.

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Remind me I no different to others but I am strong and one of my kind.

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“When they look at me they see their reflection in my eyes, 
When they talk they hear their own words from my mouth,
But when they turn the page they see the real me, a shock! 
Lunatic I am possessed by the moon, 
Enticed and ignited by the night sky.
I am not who they see me every other day, 
There is a world inside my mind hidden from their judging eyes.
There are more colours there than on my dress and their shopping list.
There are darker skies and colder winds 
There are brighter suns and warmer waves.
Seasons changes in one day and nights are sparkling with stars 
I am happy with me; I love me, and my world 
It’s not a Utopia of magic and blunders 
But it’s a world I can breathe without pressure
I can’t hurt myself for others but I can love myself more than anything."

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Blue days…the sun swallowed by murky nights sitting out there on the chair felt gulped by impatience silence again and again and just like the moon alone on the sky, I stretched in that chair again a bitter sip from the half-empty coffee cup. But just like a wave of twinkling stars excited to wash away the dry shore you entered from behind me, an unexpected by full of love kiss you gently left on my lips leaving them brightly smiling you were carrying my favourite book sat by me in that black inner I rubbed my cheeks over and over soft it felt warm. Next, to you, I curl up in your arms cosy and breathing your old perfume bring back freshly all memories with you like the cold wind at night against our warm bodies. No words but whispering, turning pages and drawing a line from one star to another like knitting our future filled with shimmering stars. 

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HE:

I am looking at you, 
I have always been looking at you, secretly, to be honest. 
Your round soft lips that never let the lipstick stay on them,  
Those small simple eyes under glasses appeared to be big and studious as if never left books, they have a magic of their own, soft delicate, those dark brown eyes actually tell me how much you love coffee,  and chocolate and they never stop shining like stars in the dark sky.
And your skin, its soft and I have left it against my skin so many times softer than silk, and the colour of your skin yellow glowing like summer sun after long dull murky days of sunless winters. And well…I haven’t kissed you ever, so…if you let me I can tell what they taste like… 
And you, maybe you are not “perfect” for others but I admire you and adores you, is not that enough, and don’t forget my compliments.
Don’t know about others but I love you.

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SHE: 

There were you, finally, there were you, 
but you are not the one I was looking for, or are you?
what if you turned out to be those dogs under suits?
or maybe some escapist pretending to be strong?
Look at me, still shy, awkward, and self-conscious, anxious, 
And look at you such tricks you got to hide all those. 
But I am an open book to you, 
And you still a mystery for me.
Let us be honest, my internal monologues bother you?
Aren’t you thinking about somebody more perfect than me?
Beautiful white skin like falling snow, soft as silk wraps you from all around, those blue eyes you want to dive in for the rest of your restless life? And those red lips they are plums don’t you desire earnestly to steal the taste and just lingered it around your tongue. Don’t you want to inhale the soft delicate scent of that body?
And look at me…

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Hence I drifted back to my nightmares
Will there ever be dreams?
Will my heart ever stop quenching for love?
with heaviness, upon my soul, everything exhausts my bones.
Will ever the blood stop clotting upon my clay yellow skin?
Looking out of the window it remained the same and one day the door will open and I have to face whatever will be waiting for me.

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Let the death come like fire burning in stormy nights,
Let me sleep in your arms for once before my last breath snatched away.
You don't know me but I have seen your wandering soul thousand times
It is empty here see the night sky, no stars, no moon.
Let my burden reduced this love is pressing down my chest rotting bones and poisoning my heart,
This love does not belong to me let me give this to you.

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