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Silver eyes. You look to me and see only the broken self of you staring back. Cold. You try to take it back but no, you can't take it away from me. The mark has been made and forever remains soulbound to you, you knew that when you looked to me for sympathy and embrace you'd only find resentment and empathy with an ominous touch. You looked into these empty eyes trying to look at my soul and found only your Broken Self in all it's splendour of failures glaring back at you. All your fallacies haunt your every step, its your own shadow you fear.
I take in everyone's bad parts and I give them what they want. I give them what they want and nothing less and everything more than expected.
Walking away, empty. You lost everything you had and received only what you expected, embrace. You find comfort in being nothing. I take and take and take from everyone who looks for something of themselves in me until they have nothing.
That's all they want when they love me, nothing.
Silver eyes. You look to me and see only the broken self of you staring back. Cold. You try to take it back but no, you can't take it away from me. The mark has been made and forever remains soulbound to you, you knew that when you looked to me for sympathy and embrace you'd only find resentment and empathy with an ominous touch. You looked into these empty eyes trying to look at my soul and found only your Broken Self in all it's splendour of failures glaring back at you. All your fallacies haunt your every step, its your own shadow you fear.
I take in everyone's bad parts and I give them what they want. I give them what they want and nothing less and everything more than expected.
Walking away, empty. You lost everything you had and received only what you expected, embrace. You find comfort in being nothing. I take and take and take from everyone who looks for something of themselves in me until they have nothing.
That's all they want when they love me, nothing.